Saturday I got a wild hair, and decided to put up all the christmas lights. You had been bugging me all week about lights. I tested all the strands I had, so I put them up all around the apartment. How festive it looks! Then I created a little fort for you in the dressing room I am going to have to figure out a better way to do that, because it was too small for me to get in, and you were totally bummed that I couldn't be in there with you. We will work on it. Then we went to kids world park to play. Carol stayed for dinner. You got heat rash, and I had to give you benedryl. I was so worried. The next morning you were fine. You are so much like me. Stubborn and allergic.
Sunday we went to the beach and you found a little guy to play with. His name was Max. Same age as you. You guys were having a great time throwing rocks. I was busy taking photos. Carol and Nena were there too. A good day.
Christmas is coming up. You are looking for santa everywhere. We are watching all the Christmas shows that come on. And all the Christmas DVDs that we own. I hope that Santa is good to you this year. Money is kind of tight, but you are a happy guy! We will get by just fine.
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I have to keep a journal for the young-un, and since I am NO good at doing it on paper, here goes.
About the son
This is about and for my son. I want to be able to keep track of all the cute things he says, like he calls candy canes, candy bones. Or when he says he doesn't like something, he says, "I can't want it". And he says, "good idea." you know, stuff like that.
