The kids are becoming indigenous. Here is Zion, doing as a native child his age would do with a bowl of milk (or noodles, or wonton soup, or what-have-you). We did not teach him that, by the way. He picked it up on his own. Bright is also showing signs of a broader worldview. Two days ago he said, "'Little brother' is how you say 'DiDi' in English." I had to think about it, but he was right. He was translating backward, with the assumption that 'DiDi' is the correct way to say it and 'little brother' is our version. What a neat thing to watch in my previously ethnocentric children. Now, if only some of that would rub off on me. I guess it's harder to teach an old dog, or something like that.