E X I T

I went to church with Baby Becs today w/o our better halves. Lovey stayed w/Miguel since she's got the "runny nose, cough, throw-up" thing going on. Baby Becs is so coy and flirty with everyone, and Sunday's are her most favorite day since she feels like she's got the whole congregation captive (and to be honest, she does).

Becs was sitting on my lap playing "shy" with the guy behind us when she looked up, pointed to the door, and said, "X...E...T..." Becca was pointing out the letters in the EXIT sign above the chapel door. My sis-in-law, Carol, who teaches reading at the local elementary school, heard Becca and was amazed. She said, "Now just teach her the sounds each letter makes." We're already there Carol, we are already there.