Dear Connor,
This month has been a challenging one for your Mommy and Daddy, full of poop and puke and tantrums. But it’s also been full of songs and words and and a visit with Grammy, so it almost balances out.
Almost.
Dear Connor,
This month has been a challenging one for your Mommy and Daddy, full of poop and puke and tantrums. But it’s also been full of songs and words and and a visit with Grammy, so it almost balances out.
Almost.
Dear Connor,
You’re finally to that age where, when someone asks, “How old is he?” the answer is usually, “Almost two,” or, “He’ll be two in September.” Really, “one-and-three-quarters” doesn’t really roll off the tongue, and neither does “twenty-one months” — but that’s how old you are. Not quite two years old yet, no matter how tall or talkative you are.