Dear Damen Robert,
Tonight we had your third birthday party at the park. EVERYONE was there. First we had a monster water fight with water balloons and squirt guns. You and Mckenna were going after Daddy non stop. After you were all soaking wet and pretty worn out, we ate pizza and had your Yo Gabba Gabba cake. You sang happy birthday along with us except said, "Happy birthday to me". After that was presents... and goodness did you get presents. After a few you got bored and wanted to run around. Lily got you a superhero cape and mask, and you wore it pretty much the rest of the party. It was so much fun, and I can't believe my baby boy is three. You need to slow it down with the growing up, mister. :]
I love you forever,
Mommy
Saturday, May 19, 2012
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
May 2nd, 2012
Dear Damen Robert,
Today we had "the talk". You know, the talk that every parent fears having with their children. Unfortunately it was necessary. You see we were at Mcdonald's for the play place. You told me you had to go potty, and I turned around to pick up our stuff. Two seconds later I look back and your pants are on the floor. You could describe the look on my face as pure shock. LUCKILY for my poor heart, there was no one else there. So, after we left and we were waiting in the car at the bank, we talked. You were in the backseat with your toes in your nostrils, and I let it out. We do not get naked at the store. I hope we never have to have this talk again, seriously.
Love you babes,
Mom
Today we had "the talk". You know, the talk that every parent fears having with their children. Unfortunately it was necessary. You see we were at Mcdonald's for the play place. You told me you had to go potty, and I turned around to pick up our stuff. Two seconds later I look back and your pants are on the floor. You could describe the look on my face as pure shock. LUCKILY for my poor heart, there was no one else there. So, after we left and we were waiting in the car at the bank, we talked. You were in the backseat with your toes in your nostrils, and I let it out. We do not get naked at the store. I hope we never have to have this talk again, seriously.
Love you babes,
Mom
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