The Valentines party was really nice and I met some more of the moms. Two of them told me they could tell I was from the South before they asked me where I was from....Is my accent that bad? I really thought my "internationalness" had softened it some. But I'm guessing my referring to this state as "Col-o-ROD-o" instead of "Col-o-RAD-o" is a dead giveaway. Of course I can't go anywhere without somebody in the Ingy family causing some sort of a scene (I'm just glad it wasn't me). Luckily, today was Kyle's turn to be the scene maker. Kyle decided that it was impossible for him to sit in the stroller while I was putting out the cookies I brought. After much fumbling on my part, I finally had to put him down so I could get the lid off one of the containers. I stood him up at the table, and the next thing I knew some of the moms started laughing. I looked down and Kyle had his face covered in cookie frosting. While holding tight to the table, he leaned into the cookie tray and took a bite out of one of the cookies! That one's smart as a fox I'll tell ya. After they enjoyed Kyle's cookie, both babies were happy to spend the rest of the party playing in the housekeeping center while JR collected Valentines from his legion of female admirers. Happy Valentine's Day!