Day 251

M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E. I hear that song in my dreams. I guess Nate could be more interested in something I hate more (hello, Barney) so I can't complain too much. I bought Nate a Mickey DVD for our trip to the OBX later this month (which at this point is still not certain to happen bc of Irene) but as soon as he saw it he started carrying it around then he would throw it at me. So, of course I had to let him watch it. He was so excited he sat with the DVD in his lap which watching the tv.