You learned to roll around at a very young age. (Probably because you're a genius.) Additionally, we had been trying to get Ella to say, "Please," for a very long time. One evening, we were sitting around in the living room as a family. You were rolling around on the floor, and Ella was coloring with some crayons. Dad and I were snacking on something on the couch, and Ella walked over to us and said, "Please." We were so excited! We kept practicing by giving her a bite of the snack and then asking her to say please in order to get more bites. (This story is about you. I promise.) We were so distracted by Ella's achievement, that we failed to notice what you had been doing. When we looked over at you, this is what we saw:
Despite the look on your face in this picture, you were quite pleased with yourself. You look a little like the joker here. If this is the only trouble you get into while I'm not looking, I'll consider myself lucky. I love you son.
Love,
Mom
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