No, he won't, so stop asking! Gah! It makes me feel badly that he can't/won't/doesn't do this stuff. Besides, don't you people read each other's notes and reports? Grrrrrrrr!
But the other night N did something different. We were reading his favorite book, Numbers by Sara Anderson, and his favorite number 5 has a picture of 5 windows. One of those windows has a cat, just like his favorite pal Tati. N shouts, "TATI!"
"Yes, honey, yes! There's a little cat just like Tati in that window! Good eyes!" Yay!! He identified something! I know, I didn't ask him to. He just wanted me to know the cat was there and he told me. I say that counts! (no pun intended...)

I put him to bed a little while later and made myself a fresh cup of tea. Looking more closely at the helicopter on my mug, yeah, it's a seaplane. Just like the planes N watches fly over us all day, everyday. I was so apologetic to his little sleeping self.
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