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Priceless

—Dad, how do you spell eczema?
—You mean, like skin disease?
—No, the one who lives in igloos...

 There are some things that are too good to make up. This Mastercard moment came this morning, as Sean was trying to log in to Club Penguin: it's interesting, to see what sorts of lexical misunderstanding can still be entertained by a ten year old, and entertaining, perhaps inevitably calling to mind the Peter Cook and John Cleese Secret Policeman's Ball sketch about ants and Arabs, mosques and mosquitos (which I've just found!). Or it could be the situation in Egypt... I'm not sure ('I get them muddled up, 'cos they're next door to each other in the dictionary...')

The other piece of priceless news came yesterday at Justin's three month checkup at the Children's hospital. He's gained another kilo, is growing stronger, kicking firmly with chubby legs. The doctors were most impressed with his physical progress, including his brain development, which we were told was also good. The empiricist in me wondered how someone equipped only with a white coat and stethoscope could discern brain function. So I asked him (well, Ayumi asked him on my behalf!).

—You can tell by his facial expression and by his clear focus, he said.

So that's ok. 

We'll be back in April for more extensive examination: blood, hearing and sight tests. But, in the meantime, all is well. We are incredibly fortunate, really. And to cheer us up further, here's a link to some classic Pete and Dud sketches.

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