Wednesday, March 7, 2007

April 18th 2003

I just woke you up and took you to daycare--you love going there. The ladies at the daycare call you "little Tiger Woods" b/c of how you were dressed. You looked like a little golfer. (I'm sure you have heard of Tiger by now) You started climbing up in your high-chair all by yourself--just like a little boy loves to climb. You also like pretending that you can unlock/lock our house and car doors. You love to sing "Ol McDonald Had a Farm" and you just started saying "bye bye". You are an amazing little dude. Not much like a baby anymore--more like a little boy. You like climbing up and down the stairs. Hopefully we can get a house soon so you can run around more.

Love you!
Your Father

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