Fascinating bit of the day...I asked Jake before dinner where my glasses were. He pointed to the sink (where they usually are), but I said, "No Jake, they're not here. Where are they? I think they are on the night-table." He then proceeded to the table, but they weren't there. He walked around seemingly saying "I think they're here!" I'm absolutely dumbfounded by this because it tells me he is completely bilingual. He is.
Song of the Day: Explosions in the Sky: With Tired Eyes, Tired Minds, Tired Souls, We Slept