Fleur de Aleta

Dear Son, While Mommy was driving, someone honked their horn.  You said, "They are saying Hello, Mommy."  I smiled, "Maybe they are."  You replied, "No, Mommy, I was joking.  They were being rude."  You make me laugh!  You like to test the waters with telling jokes, knowing you are meaning the opposite and then you end it with, "That was funny." On Valentine's Day, mommy and daddy bought you a teddy bear holding a heart with candy inside.  You gave mommy a heart filled with Sponge Bob candy.  Of course, you wanted the Sponge Bob candy, but it was breakfast time.  I told you it was too early in the morning for candy.  Crossing your arms, stomping out of the room, you called out, "Well Fine!"  You went into your room. You came out of your room and asked for candy again.  The scene repeated itself.  When you tried a third time, Mommy said, "If you keep asking, Mommy will get upset."  This is one of your tactics, keep tr

Dear Son, You ate worms.  You laughed about doing so too.  We were at a restaurant and it started with you making a LOUD fart.  I thought it was Daddy; it was that loud.  You denied it at first, but then admitted it was you.  Our food came and Daddy said, "EWWWW, don't eat the worm!"  You delighted in doing so, when normally you wouldn't touch spaghetti.  Farts and worms, the life of a mommy with a boy.  Such was our Italian night out at Cafe Latte Da. Your teacher spoke with mommy about a question I had just recently, "I think he is going to be left-handed.  His grip is stronger in his left hand and he writes better with his left hand.  I'm going to guide him more towards the left, but I'm not pushing him.  I spoke with Carrie (the assistant teacher) and she agrees with me."  We spoke for a little while outside of your classroom. When I walked into the room, you jumped out of the sleep mat and ran to me, "Mommy! Mommy!"  I later aske