Chef Charlotte
Hands on your hips
Reading with Daddy. I cherish this picture.
I have to tell you how hilarious you are. Not just candidly funny, but you say things that make you think. You come up with these stories that you tell and tell and tell. They go from lions and tigers in the bathroom closet to a princess in your shoe. At night you stuff books down under your covers and pull them out one by one. I have to go up and take them out from under your head every night. You belt out songs in the back seat...every word memorized and when the song ends, you say mommy another song please. If I try to sing, you say, "First I sing first momma, then you can sing." In other words, mom stop singing haha!! When daddy sings you just say, Stop singing daddy! The laughter you bring to me explains all of the wrinkles I have earned as a mommy.
Your fearless personality and "never met a stranger" attitude is so much like your daddy. You two are two peas in a pod and I love it. He definitely has his hands full, his heart full and his head full planning ideas to keep the boys away!
