princesses and fairies

Dylan,

Your buddy came over today and brought both his pairs of fairy wings.

You've taken a liking to them.

Dad

flying machine

You say it can fly "higher than a cloud can flow, higher than a kite
can fly", and I believe.

Dad

gingerbread

Dylan,

Your appetite for stale gingerbread has proved impressive.

Dad

bubble beard

Thanks for the bubble bath, Santa!

Christmas card

Thanks, Dylan. A Merry Christmas it was.

Dadi

bowling

D,

First time at the lanes. I think you bowled a 53.

Dad

Vegetable Monster

Dylan,

We've recently forbidden you to eat anything healthy, particularly any "grown-up vegetables" like asparagus, beets, and romanescu. Funny thing though, all we have to do is tell you NOT to eat it and you'll wolf it down and laugh like you've just pulled one over on us.

You get it. You know it's a game, but it's just so much fun that you practically beg us to put the roasted rutabegas on your plate and instruct you not to eat them. You love it when we remind you that if you keep eating vegetables like that you're going to grow up to be huge--maybe more than a hundred feet tall! And you also love to remind us of all the foods which are "grown-ups only" so you can savor the conquest of forbidden territory.

You are a self-proclaimed "vegetable monster".

No plant material can be considered safe in your presence. It is a wonder to see a boy your age so consumed with the consuming of vegetables even when you come across one you clearly dislike (such as the roasted parsnips tonight that you pulled back out of your mouth once the taste hit) that you go right back at it, spitting that parsnip out a second time(!) before finally getting it down on the third attempt. Such vegetable-related determination I have only before seen under threat of severe corporal punishment. It is an absolute spectacle.

You are a wonderful and very special boy.


Dad

More skating

Ice skating

Dylan,

You went ice skating tonight for the first time. We waited in line for
90 mins, but it was worth it.

Dad

lego vehicle

Dylan,

You tell me it's a "flying pirate car". That's a giant cannon on the front.

Dad

Letter to Santa

Dylan,

You sat down to write a letter to Santa. Your contribution here is
"bubble bath from Santa". You originally spelled "bath" b-u-h-t,
adding the corrected vowel a bit later.

I'm fairly impressed at how well you're writing for a boy of barely four years.

Dad

Monster puppetry

Poolside

Dylan,
You are enjoying our vacation thoroughly. You've spent all day most
every day in the pool.