But recently, I was remembering something that you did when you were only two years old. It was just before Buddy was born. I was looking so depressed that morning. You came into the kitchen, where I was doing the dishes, and you jumped into the air in two perfect aerobesks (I won’t even
try to spell it), and you said: “Laugh, mommy, laugh”.

It was so cute. I swept you up in my arms and hugged you close, and I laughed and laughed.

Also, a friend of ours years ago had their little girl singing “with parents kind of near.”

I’ve also heard “with parents kind of weird.”

I wish Beth would post some more Ryderisms. He’s getting too old to be funny; now he’s just annoying.

As are they all, as are they all.

(Mom, good thing I was never annoying, huh? Huh, Mom?)