"My Friend Tote"

Harry has lots of great friends. And they're all about the same age.

So it was great fun to have some friends of Paul and their three children come stay with us over Memorial Day Weekend. The youngest of their kids, Tote (a derivation of Christopher, please don't ask), is a year Harry's senior and the two of them got on like a house on fire. Tote was just the seasoned ringleader that Harry needed, showing him a three-year-old's trick-of-the-trade -- from the magic of nuclear-blue freeze-pops, to the fashion statement that is Batman undies and using the big-boy potty. Harry is still waking up every morning asking for his new friend. What a drag his family lives in Philadelphia.

Even Charlotte got something out of the visit. James, 12, was quite taken with our little girl. He actually wanted to give her a bottle. I dare you to find me another pre-teen boy who likes babies.