M-I-T

This morning Derrick was wearing his "MIT--because not everyone can go to Caltech" shirt, which has "MIT" on the front and the rest of that message on the back. Sylvia, after pouncing on her father's head until he emerged from his covers, pointed to the M and said, "emm," then pointed to the T and said, "tee." The two of us try very hard to be realistic about our daughter's acheivements, but I admit, I was very impressed, thinking maybe all the Dr. Suess ABC's was sinking in. Derrick was obviously excited, too. Then she pointed back to the M and said, "fie" (five). So close, kid. So close.