Saturday, March 16, 2013

if you don't know, now you know- Carter.

I just have to share this little letter I wrote to my little Carter today. 
I'm not entirely sure why I didn't just write it on this blog, but somehow I just had to address it directly to the girl who knows just about every lyric to Katy Perry's "Hot and Cold" - you know, except for the naughty one. And who chooses the same breakfast cereal every morning but never does anything else I can predict. Ever. And who is often thoughtful and insightful beyond her nearly-three years but still has trouble remembering that if you walk in front of a moving swing at the park you will get hit in the face and it will knock you on your butt.


Bethany said...

Yeah, she totally got nailed at the park when I took her on Thursday. Did I forget to mention that? All the other moms were freaking out - but I had a feeling it had happened before. ;)

Mandy said...

Oh my gosh, this story had K and I in stitches! That girl!! it's true, though. Every. Single. Time.

Melissa Braegger said...

Oh poor Adam. The thought of being peed on while having a child on your back is both hilarious and revolting at the same time:)