Elbows

Dear Caden,

Today, as all good mothers do, I challenged you to lick your elbow. Forty three minutes later you are still doing your best to conquer the unattainable. I pray that you try to meet all of life's challenges with such vigor and enthusiasm. At the very least, it will provide much entertainment to all involved.

Love,
Mommy

Starry Cheeks

Dear Caden,

We are playing with your toys and you are zooming your spiderman car everywhere when suddenly you stop to sit and curl yourself into my lap. You place your hands on both sides of my face and look squarely in my eyes. "I love you momma. Look! You have stars on your cheeks!" (my face lotion has a shimmer) My heart is mush, I am loving this moment.
Then you lick me. "I want stars on my tongue!" My cheeks are mush, yet in a gross way, I am still loving this moment. But you are disgusting.

Love,
Mommy

Shadow Bamming

Dear Caden,

If it prolongs you from going to bed then you are all over it. Tonight you seemed to be fascinated with your shadow. Of course, shadows are nothing new to you however, tonight you had to show me the shadow to everything.  Daddy's shadow, Mommy's shadow, Jacob's shadow, your tongue's shadow and of course, your booger's shadow. You then proceed to tell me that your shadow is too big and you must "BAM!" it to make it small enough to fit in your pocket. After about 5 minutes of you bamming, you felt it was finally small enough, but then you realized your jammies didn't have pockets. Thankfully I was able to convince you that you could safe keep it in your sock which then led to you showing me your sock's shadow, your toe's shadow. . .

Love,
Mommy

Caden "Bamming" his shadow