Letter to my son
Dear Son, Aunt Didi and Uncle Bruce came to visit with Oma and Opa. Oma heard you whisper, "I'm confused." You walked by and said it again. Then you walked into the room and announced, "I'm confused." Oma asked you why. You said, "I'm confused by you and you and you and you." Pointing to each of the adults in the room. Oma realized that you were trying to understand the relationship. You thought Om and Aunt Didi sounded a lot alike. They hugged and said that they are sisters. I'm not sure if you understand how Opa and Uncle Bruce are spouses to the sisters, but I'm delighted how you are trying to piece together the family tree. A few mornings ago, you were working on your alphabet. Daddy came into the room and commented on your letters. You said with character, " Everybody is a critic." Oh my gosh, it was the correct tone. I busted out laughing. I have no idea where you heard that from. ...