
dear gray-
you're a real piece of work. a genuine POW. every day you surprise me with the witty and fantastic things you say. you can be sweet as candy and as mean as the mean girls back at the pleasant valley school. these past two days have been interesting due to your nasty, nasty mood. i've showered you with love, taken you to a party at the library, helped you make endless valentines for your friends, hosted playdates, and taken you to the beach for pizza with papa today, and your bad mood prevails. all your friends are potty trained, but you refuse to "take a ride on the potty train". you insist that you will not get on the train when it comes to pick you up. despite all these "gray moments", i still think you are the most loving and incredible kid i've ever met, and that's saying something. i know some pretty incredible kids. so gray, when you're ready to ride the train, let me know. when you're over your bad mood, let me know. i'll be here waiting for you, waiting for hugs and cuddles and kisses as always.
i love you
your mama