Love my life

I don't write about you as much as I intended too. I love you so much and the time we have together is great. You always have some new way to surprise me. It is often a sudden flourish of chat but can be your climbing and jumping skills. Today, when you got back from the London Transport Museum ,you told me that you "walked, jumped, drove a train, walked some more, got in a bus and did some more walking". It was so cute, my nearly-three-year-old son, that writing it down cannot do it justice.

Later you went up onto the back of the armchair and jumped down in a continuous cycle. Your mother's heart stops often, but I love it.