There isn't much to say about the Simonial Underunit these days. He is always hungry. He is always tired. He is almost always frustrated. His second set of molars are no where to be found but he chews and drools like an infant. He has been very good at letting Matthew leave him at school. He has been very good about going to bed in his room on time and sleeping through loud bursts of thunder and cracks of lightening. He has had a resurgence of interest in using the toilet since we purchased a bag of M&Ms and offered one for number one and two for number two. The M&Ms are even teaching him new colors. How useful.