November 30th, 2012

Dear Damen Robert,

We were just out jumping on the trampoline, being crazies. You were chasing me trying to stick a quarter in my pocket. Somewhere in the chase it went bad, and your nose collided with my ear. You went down gripping your poor face. When I asked if you were okay, you told me "It was an accident Momma, so my nose will be alright. Let's jump again."

Really?

You just basically got your face infused on my giant metal earrings at near light-trampoline speeds. And your nose will be alright?

You're so brave and sweet. You fought back the tears that were welling up in your eyes and the jumping went on. That is, until I persuaded you back inside with a popsicle.

I love you forever baby boy,
Mommy