Preschool is awesome

Paul is going to preschool twice a week now. He loves it and I love it. I get to sleep, and he gets to spend time with Daddy after preschool.
Today he came in the door and told me that "The yiddle (little) boy sat on the chair and they asked him what he'd do if he had a dinosaur and he said he would smash it and everybody yaughed."
Then when he got to Scott's room he took a ball and told the class that he wanted to hit someone in the head (which he did on Thursday). So they played along. One boy caught the ball he threw and he said, "Nice catch, Kyle" because the his helper at Preschool is Kyle so that means every boy at daddy's school is Kyle.

Derek is getting more and more alert. It looks like he's really seeing you when he looks at your face. I don't know how much he can see, but it seems like he's really looking. We've have 5 hours of sleep two nights in a row, so I'm hoping we're on the right track!