|so serious!! both of you!!|
|again with the seriousness?!|
No one will ever love you (or kiss you, or take care of you, or ...like your mom. (I know, a bit obsessive.. I plan to work that out in therapy before its too late)..
I need you to eat more than yogurt and pasta. Do not follow in your sisters footsteps with that picky eating madness. I refuse to make three different meals every night.
If you love me at all. Please try and stay asleep until the sun comes up.
Be gentle. There is a time and a place for roughness. It does not include head butting me and throwing my glasses on the floor. Or ripping off Penelope's head band.
I expect a lot from you. How can I not after Barack Obama? You can do and be anything in this world. Starting with these My Baby Can Read flash cards..
Still pretty handsome. I made him wear a hat or hoodie for the rest of the day, so he still looked like my little chipmunk. Its growing on me.
What do you think about the new look?