Dear Sawyer,
Cute thing you said last night: We had some free time so I asked you what you wanted to do. You thought about it for a second and replied, "Hug." And so we did! And then I melted into puddle onto the floor :-P
Not-so-cute-but-kind-of-cute thing you did last night: Daddy and I were talking and you did not like this. I was paying attention to him and not to you and you weren't having it, so you interrupted and yelled, "Stop talking! Only talk for me!" (You meant to say, "Only talk to me.") You wouldn't even let Daddy hold my hand when we were all laying in bed; you pulled his hand out of mine and said to me, "I want to hold you hand!" Whoa, possessive much?
Love,
Mom
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