I have to tell a funny on Hunter before I forget. He is six and a half. By the way, Kyler claimed to be six and a half for a good year or so as a two and three year old; now when asked, he does say that he is three. Anyway, last night Hunter came downstairs and was concerned. He told Dean that he thought I must have laid the baby somewhere, as he could hear a baby crying. I had no idea what he was talking about, but Dean knew exactly. Hunter's only experience with "babies" coming into the world are the chicks and ducklings we used to incubate and hatch in Albuquerque. So Dean explained to Hunter that people don't "lay" babies... they give birth.
It turned out that the neighbors were playing with some remote control cars or something outside, which kind of had a squeal like a baby.