Dear Danny,
Oh, how I love you!
I love the way you blush when I ask you who my favorite boy in the whole wide world is or who's the cutest boy I know. You are an amazing little guy, always trying to keep up with your big sister. You love going to preschool and gym class. I am still grateful you are a good sleeper -- the only one in the family besides me. I often tell you I am so lucky to be your mom because that is truly the way I feel. I love it when it is my turn to rub your feet and sing you "Army of Helaman" as you fall asleep. You're so funny about how much you adore clothes and which pajamas you will wear. There are only 2 things standing in the way of you being absolutely perfect: fighting with your sister(s) and cleaning up your toys. lol. You are the best son a woman could ask for and I am so grateful you are in our family. Your arrival into our family made me happier than you will ever know. I'm so proud of you and so lucky I get to raise you. Love you forever and ever, amazing boy,
Sarah
How could I not love a little boy who has a smile like that?!?
Last Christmas was a very Toy Story one for Danny, and this birthday was a very Cars one. The race track he's opening here is a huge hit & he and Michelle play with it together almost every day. Danny really likes toys, so many times at the store I will tell him he has to wait for his birthday. So when Dan's parents sent us money in a card (that he snuggled with at night when he got it) I took him to Wal-Mart and let him pick out stuff himself. He chose a dart gun, water guns, and a light saber. They spend more time in time-out than they get played with. I'm thinking 3 is way too young for that & Spiderman & the Avengers, but he's certainly drawn to those things as well. He wants to be 4 so bad already. It's going to be a long wait. I'm so glad his birthday and Christmas are 6 months apart. I think he'd day if he only got presents one part of the year. I tease Dan that our son is going to marry the woman who buys him the most stuff -- a trust fund baby, probably.
At Danny's 3 year check-up he had blood drawn and hated it. He screamed the entire time the needle was in and the whole rest of the day just seemed so hurt that a woman would be that mean to him. It seemed more of an emotional hurt than his arm actually hurting. He may never trust a nurse again... at least not in the lab. His blood was drawn to check his thyroid levels because although he is doing great weight wise and is very advanced physically and verbally, he hasn't grown in height as much this year as the doctor would have expected. So we are hoping for a nice growth spurt before going back for a height & weight check with the nurse in October just so no more testing will be done.



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