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Thursday, March 26, 2009

18 Months

Dear FIN,
Happy 18 months today. This has been quite a fun filled month. Not only the things you continue to pick up, but our family is on the move. This past month you learned to count to FIVE, tell me and everyone else around us when you have to poop, and very clearly state when you are unhappy with us - there are others, but the sentence ends so nicely after three. In addition, we put the house on the market, I left my consulting firm, your daddy got a promotion, and we are moving to Northern Chicago - not all in that order.
In the past week, you have been to two different zoos. You seem to enjoy it, but mostly you like the sea gulls. Not the foreign animals that are shipped in a locked up for your enjoyment, but the crap eating, low swooping, shitters that annoy the heck out of everyone else. First the Lincoln Park zoo in Chicago, then the Milwaukee zoo. We let you run loose at the Milwaukee zoo. You loved it. People enjoyed watching you. So ensued the following photos of our time there with your parents, and your non-biological aunt Jess & Uncle Wes.

The last picture shows our image of you for about an hour at the zoo. We joked that we should put a number on you with 26.2 on the runners tag and we'd just cheer you along the entire time. You ran non-stop - till I got you pop corn. Then you decided it was ok to slow down. I know this says a lot about your independence and that you may be a taller older self when you are doing this at 18, but until then, and I'm certain the bribes will have to be more than popcorn, I will do whatever to get you to slow down and include your mom & dad.
Love,
Mama







Thursday, March 12, 2009

Leprechaun

Yesterday at Leanie's house, she had green-day. Of course, I missed the mark and dressed you in a grey shirt and green pants. You made cookies, St. Patrick's day pictures, and you even came home with a bird tattoo on your arm (temporary of course). Here are some of the pictures to mark the occassion. You did lose your tattoo in your bath, however. Look, if your first tattoo doesn't say "I (heart) Mom", you're gonna get it washed off till it does.



Tuesday, March 10, 2009

The new baby?

Dear FIN,
Your father was caught red handed with a new baby. When asked the baby's name, "I don't know... Kiko's guitar!". The plan is that you will inherit this some day. So warm up your hot lil' hands... You will get the chance to play "Kiko's guitar".