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                      Thursday, August 07, 2003
                      
                    
                      
                    
                    Oh, it has been one of those no nap days.  Nathan was sleepy at the usual naptime.  We did the usual nap routine.  Then he slept for 5 minutes and woke up crying.  He did this yesterday too.  I don't even remember the day before yesterday.  But it feels like a LONG time ago.
 
 Maybe once you learn how to do a somersault, you don't take naps anymore.  I almost wrote "you don't need naps anymore," but he really DOES need one.  Nathan did bad things to Noire and Diego all afternoon.  Sure sign of a sleepy, cranky boy.
 
 We received a UK Wildcat shirt/shorts outfit that is almost too small for Nathan.  But he loves it anyway!  He wears the tank top over other outfits.  And now he says "Go Cats!"  We called Mom (Grandmommy) and Dad and Laura (Grandad and Gran) today so Nathan could tell them "Go Cats!"  Randy tries to counter with "Go Vols," but Nathan already loves his Kentucky Wildcat.  He calls it "a Tucky Wilecat."
 
 We had to play both violas and the violin tonight.  He calls it "a woewa."  I thought about getting him his own violin for his birthday, but I think we'll wait until Christmas or next birthday.  He does have a tiny violin that gets us through.  
                    
                     
                    
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