Actually... Christmas has come and gone... We are down in Florida right now, visiting your Grammy and Great-Grandma. Having a great time so far! (Although, we really wish there was a separate room for you to sleep in... anytime we roll over in bed you wake up and scream for an hour or so... Makes for a very unrestful night.)
The time has finally come. I knew it would happen. I dreaded this day. Always said, "No, that's not gonna happen here."
But it has happened all the same.
You now play with LOUD toys.
It sucks. People gave you all these super loud "learning" toys for christmas... You know, the ones with the little girl/puppet voice that is easily the most annoying, abrasive voice ever... And the toy's decibel level could rival the sound system at most arenas.
But, you love them. Especially this one Sesame Street guitar. It has Elmo on it and it plays through a few songs and has buttons to make various "Guitar" sounds. You shake that thing around and walk around with it and dance like a crazy man when the music plays. It's pretty cute...
We got you some wood instruments from King Arthur's Toy Store and you REALLY like them... Especially this stick tambourine and xylophone set. You walk around with the mallet, shaking it around and hitting it on the couch and everything.
It's pretty cool to see you loving music so young... Actually, VERY cool! You're pretty much the coolest.
I love you!
