"I don't have a brother or sister"

My little breakfast buddy. He's happily spinning his plates as if they're records on a turn table. 

NJ was super excited about his Auntie Ma-cole coming over to join us for dinner again. We made some lettuce wraps that NJ loved. Loved is almost an understatement because he seemed to literally inhale them. I lost count after six of them. He probably had about eight, he definitely had more than I did. One second it was on his plate and the next it was gone! He'd pick it up in one big bite, he'd somehow fit it in his mouth using his two hands and it was gone. I called it the lettuce wrap disappearing act. If Baba and Auntie weren't there, no one would have believed me! When he wanted another one he'd name every ingredient that was identifiable to him... "Can I have another one please? More lettuce, ho-sin sauce, tofu, chicken, carrots." We couldn't make them fast enough for him. I could hardly make one for myself after making him one and he'd ask for another before I take my first bite. Auntie said that this should be in our food rotation more often. Ha, ha. Maybe so if I get this kind of great response! 

Auntie Ma-cole brought him another box of puzzles! Four in one. NJ insisted that she sit with him to watch him put them together. During dessert, NJ told Auntie: "I don't have a brother or sister." It was out of nowhere with no reference to anything. He asked Auntie, "Do you have a brother?" She said yes. Then he asked me, "Do you have a brother, Mama?" I said yes, it's Ah-goo or Uncle Perry. He says, "Baba, do you have a sister?" He said no. He must think that siblings are usually one of each.

After NJ went to bed, me and Auntie got to sit and talk. We had tea and hot chocolate and decorated some sugar cookies. Yum. Wish we could have done that for hours.