Hello all:
What a busy year it's been since I turned three. Now I am four and life is good. I can use the potty and do so with glee. "I have to go pee!", is what I yell (every time!) before dashing off to the bathroom. What's really fun is that Lucy wants to do everything I do, so she often tags along after me and goes potty, too. I think Mommy and Daddy are very excited about this. At first I didn't like the company in the bathroom, but then Daddy told me that it was because Lucy loves me so much and wants to do all the big things that I do. That makes me proud, so now I encourage her to go potty too.
I still love dinosaurs and all things wheels. I like to pretend I am a train and chug around the house. I have a vivid imagination. I am always pretending to be a dinosaur or a jungle cat. Today I am a praying mantis. I got a new puppet theater for my birthday and am spending lots of time with my finger puppets (lucy loves them too!) I love to play with my train set and read all my books.
I really want a puppy, but Mommy says we don't have room for one. I really wanted 101 dalmatians, but, was willing to settle for just one. Mommy says there still isn't room. Maybe when we get a house with a fenced yard. I don't think Mommy really wants a puppy, but I know Daddy and I do.
When I grow up I don't want to be a fire fighter, a policeman or an astronaut, I would like to be a parent. When Daddy asked me why I said, 'Because then I get to take care of of little boys" Mommy thought that was awesome.
I had fun birthday party with my family with lots of presents and a lighting McQueen cake. The party was on Sunday, even though my b-day was Monday. When I woke up Monday I thought I would get to have another cake, since it was my real birthday. I also thought I was five..,. but Mommy explained that one day was a celebration and one day was the remembering day.
I will never forget my 4th birthday, for lots of reasons. But the big reason is that Mommy and I were playing beach volleyball in the house with a balloon and I tripped and fell and cut my forehead open on the edge of my new truck. I bled a lot. (Mommy says to tell you she remained very calm) I went to the hospital and they glued my cut shut! I was very brave and because it was my birthday they gave me a toy chameleon. I also read a book to the Dr, he was very impressed. What a day.
Mommy says I should also tell you I love being a big brother.... whatever....
Love, Noah
