Seriously silly L,
Some times Mommy feels bad if she doesn't write about each of you equally. Part of that could be my OCD. Part of that could be the feeling that, as a parent, I must do everything equally for the three of you. But the truth remains: L you are, with out doubt, by FAR the silliest of the three. Yesterday, right about when Dada got home from work, I look over at you and find you like this. You turned your muscle tank into a toga. Classy, my friend. We aren't sure whether you were trying to take your shirt off or just start a new trend. Either way, it was entertaining. And the moment we corrected the fashion faux pas, you immediately tried to correct OUR mistake. Thank you for teaching me that we don't always need to wear clothing the way it is intended... Then today. For "preschool", we learned about the letter E and the word "exercise". Wore Mommy out. Who knew that teaching you that push ups, sit ups, jumping jacks, and running are types of exercise would result in a morning full of chaos? You and J taught ME about exercise. Seriously. You two were wired until lunch time. My head spins just thinking about how much you boys were running around the house and jumping off the furniture. The one thing that came of it was this. Finding you passed out in your high chair after consuming your lunch faster than ever before. You didn't even wake up when I brought you upstairs to your bed and changed your diaper. Unfortunately, you DID wake up over an hour early from nap. But it is okay. Mommy just shut the door to your room so she could still have that hour to herself. You boys are so silly. Sometimes it is a good thing. Sometimes... not so much. But I will love you no matter the silliness you bring to this world.
Love,
Mommy
