From Carter

(Apparently I am a big fat liar. More pictures today. lol)

Dear Addison,

I am your brother, and I love you very much. But I think it's time you wake up and notice the walker whizzing by you.

For the past seven months you have

stolen my bottle;

played with toys just outside my reach;

pushed me over;

bossed me around;

 and aggressively threatened me.

But about a week ago, something happened that I think you haven't fully processed yet (because your actions haven't really changed).

Yes, I figured out what these chunky things called legs are for, and I know how to use them.

I'm sensing that you want to lie around and mope because it's harder for you to walk with your new braces on, but be warned.

I WILL run you over- it's only fair.
(Yes, I totally crashed your physical therapy appointment today)

Love,

Carter

p.s. I dare you to catch me while in flight. I. dare. you.

p.s.s. Mommy says that the onesie winner will be announced tomorrow, so get your last entries in....whatever that means...

Note: I have been working on installing threaded comments here on EANFE, but in the meantime, I apologize for my slow response time to your very sweet and wonderful comments. I am working on it. I promise. (-: