Letter for my Son
Dear Son, Your independence is showing more every day. You put on our shoes and you are putting on your own shoes too (when YOU want to)… and on the wrong foot, but it’s progress. You also love to play with the Velcro on your shoes and will watch intently as Daddy ties the laces on his shoes. Did I mention that you say the word, “shoe?” You aren’t where you need to be with words, but so far you say these: Da, Car, Can (for candy), Tickle, Bubble, Pop, Kitty, Shoe, Cheese, Hat, Hot (for hot dog), Cook (for cookie) and Juice. It’s a start and the more you are around children, I think you’ll pick up on more words. Which is why we have brought you to so many preschools lately. We picked out the summer camp for you – Kehoe France. It’s a private school, well established and well known in our area. We met with the principal, owners (Kelly France and Kyle France, both guys grew up on the campus with their families) a...