I forgot to include this in my earlier post. This morning at mass, when the priest lifted the host at the consecration, Edward pointed and called out, "Look, a tortilla!" (We'd had tacos recently.) For non-Catholics, the host that is elevated is larger than those given to each person--this one is, in fact, the size of a taco or fajita tortilla.

Also, one morning on the way to daycare when the endless "Why, why why?" became too much, I finally said, "Well, honey, I just don't know." Edward replied, "Don't call me 'honey.' I'm Edward." Later, at school, someone apparently said, "See you later, alligator," and he replied, "Not alligator! I'm Edward Kenyon!"