Today mother is reading to me. The book in question is angels and demons (same guy who wrote the Da-Vinci code). She actually started reading this book to me just before I was born. Don't you just love the colors? Pink pajamas and red poof, and wonderful soft baby blanket. Ah, life cannot be better. Also other news, my tush is not red anymore, thanks to the TLC both my parents lavish on me (to those of you who do not live in the state, this is TLA, and let's see if you can guess what it means...). Uncle Tal, thanks for your comment, but I don't think their clothes are boring. Could you send one of their robes cut down to my size?