It's okay baby Annecy, Brighton is here

Brighton says this to Annecy when she cries. He uses a soft, sweet voice and coos to her while he kisses her and strokes her hair. "That's okay, you not have to be sad. You not have to cry," he says. "We are a family."

I drink my "medicine milk"

Brighton has seen me put a shot of rum into my eggnog, which I measure with a shot glass. He has also seen me measure doses of medicine similarly. So when we offered him some eggnog tonight, he said it was "medicine milk." We all had a toast.

You are a computer doctor!

Brighton was spitting mad at me this morning because I put on his shoes and jacket against his wishes. He berated me and told me that he didn't have to do what I said because I am a computer doctor (not a medical doctor)!