Hi My Love! This has been quite the month. Nothing particularly groundbreaking has happened, but you've been very busy keeping us on our toes. You constantly need to be doing something (or watching Curious George, or holding a remote, or drinking milk, or eating dried strawberries, or, or, or...) and while Dad and I would pay millions for a George Chill Pill, we are so in love with you. Somehow, despite your activity and drama level, you steal our hearts and leave them aching for more (it's that amazing smile, those kissable ears, and big blue eyes. I'm sure of it!) You have this adorable new habit of looking down with a sad puppy face (all cheeks and lashes) when I get mad at you which makes discipline incredibly difficult. 9 times out of 10 it ends like this: "(laughing) oh Joe! I'm so sorry I yelled at you" (a million kisses and hugs ensue until you're wrapped in a fit of giggles). You sure know how to work your crowd :) Her...