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Hi. This is Braeden.
Mommy and me have been hanging out a lot. We have fun. She is cool.
I get to do fun things every day. We always have a yummy breakfast with berries and oatmeal. Oatmeal is so yummy.
Sometimes when we eat, I notice mommy looks sad. I look at her and say, "Hug." Then I get to jump in her lap and hold her tight, so she knows I love her and everything is going to be okay. I want her to be happy.
Sometimes when we eat, I notice mommy looks sad. I look at her and say, "Hug." Then I get to jump in her lap and hold her tight, so she knows I love her and everything is going to be okay. I want her to be happy.
We have been doing school work, too! I like to do school work. Mom takes my little cymbals and dings them three times when it is time for me to take my seat at the table. Sometimes I get to ding the cymbals. I do a good job, too.
Mom has cool hats and mittens and boots. I like to wear things from her basket when we go outside. She lets me. Except for her boots. One day I wore her black puddle boots outside, and she had to carry me down the steps because I couldn't walk down them. I couldn't walk fast down the road either. But then the wind got chilly, so we turned around and went home.
I like that we get to throw rocks. Mom puts me in my chariot, and she rides her bike to the creek. I always yell for her to go faster, but she says, "I am going up a hill!" and she just keeps going slow until we go down the hill.
Yesterday I tried casting with my red pole. Mom explained the reel and the button and the throw and switch hands, but I think I just like to whip it back and forth. Mommy says I have a good fly-fishing cast. Dad and Gramps both said they will take me fishing this summer.
Sometimes we go for a walk to the turn. There has not been many cars at all, so she lets me walk in the middle sometimes because I have been a good listener when she tells me a car is coming. I get all the way to the side of the road to stay safe. Sometimes I even see the car coming, and I get to the side all on my own. She is really proud of me!
I try to be good for mom because she really loves me, and I love her. But sometimes I throw things. Like her pajamas off her bed. Or my pencil during school work. Or the pillow off the couch. Or my glasses after we read a book. Or the book. She always gives me a mad look and reminds me not to throw. The other day I threw my maraca and it broke and we had to find all the beads that were inside. She said that's why we can't throw things because they might break.
I have a new favorite song! "Ants in my Pants!" I make mommy play it 100 times or so each day. I always take out my red and blue ant toys and pretend they are in my pants when I dance. It's a funny song.
We read books, too. I am getting good at reading, and I love it when Mommy looks at me with a surprise face because I read a page really good. Sometimes I think she forgets that I can read, but I am a good reader.
At night she snuggles with me in my bed. She is not there in the morning, though. And she said that when I wake up in the middle of the night, I have to close my eyes and think about the good things until I fall asleep. I like it when she tells me about the good things. It makes me feel good and safe and then I fall asleep and have good dreams.
I hope you have good dreams, too.
Bye!
