Dear Hayden:
Two weeks ago, you turned 17 months old. Turns out they don’t have a greeting card for that particular milestone, so I just gave you a 75-cent box of Handy Manny valentines that were on clearance at the grocery store. Granted, Mr. Lopart no longer has a head in most of them, but I’d like to believe that’s your creative way of weeding out the losers.
I guess I would dub Month 17 as “Month O’ The Tantrum”. Sure, you did other noteworthy things here and there, but THE TANTRUM trumps all of those quadratic equations that you managed to … Read More »










