Sunday evening

John is in the tub, and tomorrow it's back to school. His first year of school comes to an end in a month and it amazes me how much he's learned. Of course I'm listening to him splash like a madman in the tub, and still being a boy, but he's come a long way. He is reading now and loves reading signs as we drive by. He is also telling time, adding, and subtracting. Now if his two bottom teeth would come out and he could tie his shoes we'd be set. I'm back to Eastern time. Jet lag wasn't too bad. I loved Cyprus and would go back in a heartbeat. I enjoyed London too.