Dear Son,
It's been far too long since my last letter. No excuses here, just the facts darlin'.
We celebrated a Happy Easter and made a trip to the coast. You said lots of amusing phrases, including 'Mommy!! I hear me talking in the air' [upon hearing your echo for the first time] and 'girls don't stand up to go potty. only me and grandpa stand up.'
There are others, countless others, mind you - but those two stand out at the moment.
Speaking of potty - you've managed to master that since the last letter, and speaking of letter[s], you can now write the first two of your name.
You LOVE your name, by the way.
And so do I, Son.
But never near as much . . . as I love you.
My . . . you are beautiful.
