Michael says:
ready for it?

Michael says:
ready?

Michael says:
are ya?

Mishelle says:
for what

Michael says:
IT

Mishelle says:
ok

Michael says:
I’ve been listening to country music all week long. 8-)

Mishelle says:
OMG

Mishelle says:
what the hell is wrong with you?

Mishelle says:
I’m calling the counselor

Mishelle says:
I think we can fix this

Mishelle says:
it’s gonna be ok

Michael says:
I feel ok

Mishelle says:
you do?

Michael says:
I think

Mishelle says:
you aren’t shrivling up?

Mishelle says:
no seizures?

Michael says:
nope

Mishelle says:
heart palpitations?

Michael says:
nope

Mishelle says:
phew

Michael says:
craving for a Toby Keith hat, though

Michael says:
??

Mishelle says:
OMG

Michael says:
I know

Michael says:
I’ve been denying it all my life

Mishelle says:
I’m seriously at a loss

Michael says:
well, at least I’m not gay

Dear Davey,

You turned three months last week. My goodness, how time is flying by. You are so sweet, little baby! You smile, coo, goo, ahhh, giggle and act so lovey all the time now. It’s wonderful. Your batos and tsetsa just gush over you, too. I started feeding you very thin rice cereal the past few days. You LOVE it!! You love it so much that you pitch a fit at a point b/c you can’t get it in your quick enough. It’s too funny!

These months are flying by and you are the light of our lives.

We all love you Soooooooooooooooo Much!!!!

Love,
Your Mama