Honestly, for a lot of the “special” moments, you just have to kind of be there to understand.  A few weeks ago, Katie, Laura and I were playing with the boys in the living room.  Laura had a flyer in her hand.  She rolled it up, and used it like a trumpet.  Nicholas loved it – he kept trying to put his mouth on the other end, blinking furiously every time she made a noise, while Dexter just cracked up.  I’d like to have more of a story to tell of the event, but that’s pretty much all there was.  Seriously, I think they’d enjoy a rolled-up pamphlet more than an Xbox.  Silly boys.