Here's just a quick glimpse into your little world and the way you think. The things that come out of your mouth simply crack me up.
Conversation we had in our car recently:
Mommy: Hey Bear, guess what?
Ian: What?
Mommy: I love you
Ian: Again?
By the way, the answer to that is always, little buddy. But moving on...
In the car on the way home from dinner. Daddy was driving.
Ian: Don't drive too fast Daddy, 'cause you might go to the po-po.
Good lord, Son. I have to thank your Papa Davis for that little gem. Apparently there's a country song by Dierks Bentley that features the lyrics "5-1-5-0, somebody call the po-po," and when Daddy and I returned from our weekend trip to Jacksonville, you greeted us with your new song. And apparently you understand the meaning. Sigh.
Also according to Grandma and Papa Davis, you are politically minded as well. At some point this weekend, Papa Davis asked you who you thought should be President of the United States. Both Papa and Grandma tell that you took a few minutes to think about it before answering their question. Your answer: Santa Claus. We all think it's a pretty good idea, too.
You always keep us guessing about what you're going to say or do next, and you never fail to make us laugh. For that, and for many, many more reasons, we love you so much.
Love,
Mommy and Daddy
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