Dear Caden,
You are sitting on Daddy and suddenly shove your finger into his belly button. Daddy politely asks you, "Caden, please take your finger out of my belly button." You respond with, "I can't because there is a hole in your belly button and you are leaking out." Of course you decided that you needed a more in-depth explanation and we decided to get out the flashlight. You were able to inspect all of our belly buttons to your heart's contentment and ensured all of us that we were safe from "oozing and leaking out." So thankful you were able to look into this for us, because it could've been quite the situation.
Love,
Mommy
Sunday, March 23, 2014
Friday, March 21, 2014
Ladybugs
Dear Caden,
I pick you up from school and during the drive home we always talk about how your day was and what you learned. On this day you proceeded to tell me that a red bug flew on you today while playing outside. I said, "Oh! Was is one of those sweet and pretty lady bugs that mommy really likes?" You said, "Yup! It your fav'rite too Mommy! And it bit my shoe, so I squished him!" Sorry ladybugs of Pearland; I tried.
Love,
Mommy
I pick you up from school and during the drive home we always talk about how your day was and what you learned. On this day you proceeded to tell me that a red bug flew on you today while playing outside. I said, "Oh! Was is one of those sweet and pretty lady bugs that mommy really likes?" You said, "Yup! It your fav'rite too Mommy! And it bit my shoe, so I squished him!" Sorry ladybugs of Pearland; I tried.
Love,
Mommy
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Freddy
Dear Caden,
Dinner has been eaten and it is time for a bath so I tell you it is time to go upstairs. You love to undress downstairs in the laundry room and run upstairs screaming, "Naked boy! I've got a naked bootie! Don't get me!" Today, however, you were very interested in your toys and it took some conjoling to get you going. I start tickling you and say, "You ready Freddy?" You immediately stop what you are doing and give me a look of horror. "Who's Freddy?!"
Love,
Mommy
Dinner has been eaten and it is time for a bath so I tell you it is time to go upstairs. You love to undress downstairs in the laundry room and run upstairs screaming, "Naked boy! I've got a naked bootie! Don't get me!" Today, however, you were very interested in your toys and it took some conjoling to get you going. I start tickling you and say, "You ready Freddy?" You immediately stop what you are doing and give me a look of horror. "Who's Freddy?!"
Love,
Mommy
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