Dear Boys,
Daddy hasn't written a letter to the two of you in quite some time. It's something that Daddy hopes to get better at in the coming weeks because the two of you are getting bigger now, and older, and we are on the verge of your birthdays! Time sure does fly by when you're raising two little monsters. In the time since my last letter to the both of you we have had some exciting changes in our lives!
First we moved to a new house because Mommy and Daddy bought one! Benjamin the first few nights you were scared and wouldn't go to sleep unless Daddy slept on the side of you. Thankfully Daddy has lost a little weight because he was able to squeeze in on the side of you until you fell asleep. You've since come around and go to sleep on your own which is a good thing. Daddy is so proud of the little man you're becoming and it helps a little that you look just like him! You were excited about moving to the new house and over and over you would say "The new house is cool!" now you're excited about your Cars Bedroom. Jonathan you were too young to really realize what was going on, which in a way was helpful because you went to bed each and every night without a problem.
Speaking of beds Jonathan you're no longer in your crib! Daddy put together your toddler bed a couple of weeks ago and you took to it quickly! Although the very first night you were up and running around the room like a mad man. Daddy had to clean up a sea of baby wipes that covered the floor like a fresh blanket of snow! You certainly couldn't be trusted with all the items in the bedroom. You scattered toys all over the place and removed all the items from the changing table. Grandma even said she found you stuck in the middle shelf of the changing table one day! I'm not sure how you fit yourself in there, but I'm not even mad I'm impressed. You're quickly finding your personality and even though you look like your mother you have the temper of your father. Crazy little peanut!
Benjamin you went with Daddy, Uncle Brian, Auntie Amanda and Cole to Patriots Training Camp! You were good for the first half, and upon the second half you were pretty much over it. We ate at Red Robin and Daddy ordered you chicken, but you decided your wanted a hamburger so we made the switch. When the burger came though you refused to eat and was causing a stink! Then when we left it was time to head over to the actual field where the Patriots were practicing, but you didn't want to hold Daddy's hand and instead wanted to take a run for it every chance you got. Daddy would hold your hand and you would drop to the ground in defiance. It was quite the task to try and take care of you without your Mother. When we got to the field though there were already thousands of people there so we did not stay long. We all got back into the car and headed home where you took a much needed nap. You're too young for things like this now, but Daddy is excited for the trips we're going to take a few years from now when both you and your brother are old enough to understand what's going on. Even though Daddy remembers when he and Uncle Chris were small enough to understand what was going on with our trips... we were still terrors! I suppose Nana and Grandpa were right. Some day we would have little boys and hopefully they wouldn't be nearly as crazy as we were.
Daddy hasn't been writing these letters lately because he's been busy writing something else! Daddy has just completed work on his first novel, and only a couple of people have read it so far, but the reviews have been good! Daddy just has to edit the entire thing now and then ship it off to see if it's good enough to be published. Here's to wishful thinking! I have the two of you and your mother to thank for the novel because without any of you I wouldn't be inspired enough to write a hundred thousand words to form a story.
No matter if this is the last letter, or the beginning of another series of letters. Daddy loves the two of you so very much and not a day goes by that I'm not proud of the young boys you're both becoming. Time goes by quickly, but even when you're both old and grey you'll always be my babies. There's a Mariah Carey joke in there somewhere I'm sure of it. I love both of you and I'm excited we are on this adventure together.
Love Always,
Dad
Glad to see you writing letters again. Super excited about your novel. Your boys are very lucky. :)
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