As Frank Costanza would say "I've got a lot of problems with you people." So here is the rundown:
Carter: STOP PICKING AT THE SCAB ON YOUR NOSE!! I'm really tempted to get a dog cone to put on your head until it (finally) heals. Either that or duct tape your hand into a fist so you can't pick at your nose. Does anyone have any suggestions?
Avery: Your table manners leave much to be desired. Throwing/dropping your bowls/cups/spoons on the floor is not a fun game. Also, I'm pretty sure that Daddy would like you to stop biting him. Get it? Got it? Good.
Note to self: Really cute picture of baby smiling, but need to work on getting his whole face in the picture. I just love him smiling so much I had to share .
Dawson: It is IMPOSSIBLE to nurse and suck on your fingers at the same time. So please stop screaming and crying at me because I have to pry your little fingers away from your mouth during meal times. Also, we've started calling you the vomit comet because the spitting up is OUT OF CONTROL.
So if we could all work on these areas it would be much appreciated.
Love you much,
Mommy and Daddy
Although as my wise Uncle Bobby told me Little kids little problems, big kids big problems.
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