Letter to my son
Dear Son, The last of the parades was this past weekend. We didn't go to it. But you enjoyed parades this season, including the one at your school. Mommy was able to be there. In fact, Mommy was able to spend time with you at school for some of your regular activities. I go by many names, "Aleta, daughter, Lester's daughter, teacher's daughter, sister, wife, mommy" and it's cute to add "Gregory's Mommy" to the list. Your classmates know me as your mommy and I feel very welcomed by them, always with smiles and waves, sometimes even hugs. Since the last letter, you had your 4 year old doctor appointment. You did great, until Daddy said you would have shots. Then, you were a mess, constantly saying, "I don't want shots!" Daddy said you had to be a big boy and face it, but even the doctor said, "immunization" rather than the word "shot" to you. Your weight was taken, as well as your height - both are r...