Cash woke up this morning with a crusty eye and a bloody nose. It is a sign of my love for him that I still found him cute. He also has a cold with a stuffy nose which means that he isn't sleeping well (and of course that means I don't sleep well). But he remains cheerful and charming. He really is talking and responding alot these days. It's sort of remarkable, actually. I think this will sound weird, but it is like he is becoming more and more of a person with whom you can interact somewhat normally. Not all the way there, of course, but getting there, getting there.