4.4.2008

Dear Sam Finley...
Tonight you climbed onto the dinner table, crawled across to me and tried to bite my arm.. all whilst screaming "NOOO!" Now, this may not sound amusing to the average person... but you know and I know that it wasn't a malicious effort. You were trying to get under Jack's skin. He hates when you scream or yell and nothing makes him more agitated than when you do so. You were also protesting my advances to feed you some chicken from my salad in the most adamant way a 19 month old knows how. You, my son.. are one force to be reckoned with. I often day dream about your future and what may become of your strong will and character. I cannot wait to see.
All My Love,
Mummy xoxo