As befits his nickname, his arrival was not without incident. And here we are, four years later, with a marvelous, hilarious, occasionally quite obstinate young fellow whom I wouldn’t trade for all the graduates of the Mrs. Manners School of Etiquette.
For his birthday he wanted more choo-choos and picked out a book about spiders. He opened his new train set this morning, and then could hardly be convinced to eat breakfast as, quite obviously, setting up the track was a matter of urgent national security.
And as you can see, he got the
unbelievably creepy fascinating spider book he had his heart set on. Its a good day to be The Attitude.
But it’s a better day to be The Attitude’s dad.
Happy Birthday, little dude. May your year be full of smiles, trains, and grilled cheese sandwiches!