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A Birthday Letter

Published July 23, 2010 | By Ally

Dear Chase,

Today you turn three. THREE. It seems so much older than two, even though just yesterday that is what you were. I find it so hard, no impossible to believe that it was already three years since I held you in my arms for the first time. I will never forget meeting your eyes for the first time, or noticing that we have the exact same thumbs. You are such an extension of me, a true smaller version. You have all of my features, right down to blood type. I used to wish you looked more like Daddy but now I am so happy you look like me.

You are my little sidekick, my best buddy. You are truly coming into your personality and you make us laugh all day long. You are an amazing big brother, even when Jimmy isn’t very nice to you. You LOVE Thomas the Tank and would watch that show all day if we let you. Your Daddy and I got you your first set of tracks and trains yesterday and you were so excited! You jumped around and yelled about how much you loved Thomas, but completely overlooked the fact you could open the box and actually play with them. That’s OK, you made up for it later.

I enrolled you in preschool this week Buddy-man. You are going to go to the same one that your Daddy went to when he was little. I really think you are going to like it, but I am a bit sad. I am just not ready for you to grow up. I am not ready to lose any more time with you than I already do by working. I really want you to have this experience though and I know you will be a rock star at school. You are the sweetest little man I know. You can adapt to anything that comes up, I know you can.

I really hope that you keep the sweetness that you have now. You are the first to say “God Bless You” when someone sneezes, and the first to ask ”Whatsa matter?” when you think someone is upset. Just this morning when I stubbed my toe, you ran over and rubbed my back telling me that it would be all better. And you know what? It was. I like to think you had something to do with it. You have made my life mean something. You were the incentive I needed to get my life together and be a better person. Every time you run over for a hug, or you tell me “Lub you more”…my heart almost overflows. There is no better feeling in the world than hearing that from you. Every time you use the potty you run over and tell me “I made my Mommy happy!”. You don’t need to use the potty to make me happy, you thrill me each and every day.

I love you so much Chase-face, my Chasifer, the Chasinator.

Mommy

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Who doesn’t need a bulldozer to shovel food into their mouth?

Published February 2, 2010 | By Ally

I had a really hard time this year when people asked me what to get Jimmy for his birthday. It is a hazard of having boys 18 months apart I guess. I just had a one year old boy not that long ago. I didn’t really need anything. He ended up with some of the normal stuff…some blocks, some clothes and a cool bike thing that will be awesome for this spring and summer from Mom Mom and Pop Pop.

Then there is his gift from his Aunt Kyley. Kyley is one of those super creative artistic types and always gives the best presents to the boys. This was no exception.

At first glance this looks like a pretty normal plate. A little strange sure, but nothing amazing.

Hmmm…the utensils are kinda neat. A truck spoon and a truck fork. Is that a bulldozer? I is confused.

Then I looked a bit closer and the plate and HOLY COW I done figured it out. Me is smart I tell you. The little slots? The better to stab food that is trying to get away. Think of all the elusive peas that will meet their doom in this booby trap of wonder.

Then there is the little groove to set the spoon in. Hmmm…How will the help? I then looked closer and noticed the track leading to said spoon groove. Maybe it…? No. It couldn’t be.

Oh yes, it is.

It is meant to bulldoze food onto the spoon.