Dear Logan…

Dear Logan,

When you were little, people couldn’t share thoughts with each other yet, so when they were not in the same place, they used these programs called “Instant Messengers” to communicate.  Here’s a “IM” conversation I just had with your Mom.

(09:52:37 AM) f98loki: you need to get him on video doing his dance
(09:52:54 AM) timmccune: i know he never wants to perform on camera
(09:53:13 AM) f98loki: so this morning he was fighting w his kitchen
(09:53:18 AM) f98loki: i didnt know why but he was soooooooooo mad
(09:53:25 AM) f98loki: then he finally got it to play the song and he danced adn cheered
(09:53:30 AM) timmccune: hehe
(09:53:35 AM) f98loki: so i cheered for him and danced
(09:53:39 AM) f98loki: he kicked me out of the room
(09:53:41 AM) f98loki: shut the door
(09:53:51 AM) f98loki: but i heard the song again
(09:53:59 AM) f98loki: i peaked in and he was just really getting into it
(09:54:10 AM) f98loki: spinning, high kicks
(09:54:19 AM) timmccune: wow 🙂
(09:54:23 AM) f98loki: then he saw me and got mad
(09:54:25 AM) f98loki: kicked me out again
(09:54:31 AM) timmccune: I’M PRACTICING!!
(09:54:35 AM) f98loki: right
(09:54:43 AM) f98loki: maybe there will be a recital
(09:54:47 AM) timmccune: i hope so

There was one. 🙂

Dear Logan,

You’re turning into quite a brave little guy. You love to climb on everything these days, and you run so fast we have a hard time keeping up with you. When you get really crazy, you shut your eyes, tilt your head back, and run as fast as you can while yelling as loud as you can. I think you’re a pretty happy kid. 🙂

Random interesting stuff: Yesterday, I got hit on by a homeless guy on my jog. Friday, you got woken up from your nap by the Space Shuttle landing.

We had a great trip to Kansas last week. On the flight there, you had a date with the girl in the next row. You get an A+ for how good you were on that flight, but you get an F for the trip home. Your mom bought a pack of cigarettes when we got off the plane. 🙂 We’re going back for Halloween next month. You’d better be good, or we’re going to lock you in the airplane bathroom.