Your moods seem to go way way UP and then way way DOWN. You never seem to be just floating along. Today you were thrilled to see me after day care at Aunty B's and talked about what you'd done, then had a screaming fit when I took your Boggle game away when you were really rude. Then were back to happy bouncy kid for dinner and movie.
Your bike riding is fabulous. You have changed your Christmas list twice now (took off the bike basket and snuffaluffagus and put on the game Operation with Buzz Lightyear and a Thomas the Train set with the mountain).
School is going well. You're not part of the cool kids, but you are playing more with the other kids and it doesn't seem to be bothering you as much as it used to.
Two days ago you said "Your Daddy's life." I said "Yes, and I'm also his wife." (Don't know where you heard that :-) So you said "And Daddy is your wife." "No, Daddy is my husband."
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