Hey Guys,
Decker, lately you have been full of piss and vinegar. A lot of energy bouncing around in there you don’t much know what to do with. It’s probably par for the course. You’re a little older than two and half year old boy, smart as a whip. You are my man, no doubt!
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You started saying “Dammit.” When mommy tell you she doesn’t like the word, you reply dammit, dammit, dammit. When mommy persists, you acquiesce. And say… “Bammit!” Tough to argue with that. It’s all pretty arbitrary. The most important thing is don’t hurt yourself or anyone else. Beyond that, fuck em if they can’t take a joke.
Maybe that’s not great fatherly advice. But seriously, be as kind as you can. The rest will work itself out.
Gibson- you just started Bryn Mawr with Decker. You’re almost 13 months. You eat everything in sight. You’re obsessed with me lately. I gotta tell you, I don’t mind. :). You’re already loved at your new school. You wave to everyone and everyone waves to you. You like playing with balls and you’re super coordinated for such a little guy. You like to wrestle with your brother. We just found out you’re allergic to nuts and eggs like your brother. You look up to your bro, already. You have a great heart. You are my man.
You guys are going to make an awesome team.
Love,
Dad
2.5 and 1
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