Dear Toddler Sena,
Over a week ago you turned 18 months old. One year and a half. And I realized I don't have any current pictures of you. Here's one I took in March, when there was still snow on the ground.
I imagine in 14.5 years this will still be your expression behind the wheel, though I imagine the form of transportation will be slightly more expensive. Oh yeah, I'm looking forward to that.
Hmm... what else is new?
Well, you can talk a hind leg off a mule. Except it ain't English. Maybe it's Mule?
You jibber and jabber and are very interested in the following:
Anything you have not seen yet!
I even got you a present for your year and a half birthday.
You were thrilled - you didn't even try to eat it. Right now it's still easy to thrill you, Toddler Sena, but I suppose it won't be long until you roll your eyes and sigh mightily because you've just realized what dorks your parents are.
And by parents, I mean your dad.
I love you, Sena.