Kabryn . . . November 2008

You are a terrible tease. You think you can get away with anything by just grinning about it and usually do. You love to make loud sounds and lately everything is a magic wand and you make up your own incantations. You are still my little cowboy and wear your boots everywhere. You have become much more independent since Ksenya went to school and take good care of Ayvri. You two love to wrestle together and you're always pretty gentle with her. You are my little protector and like to be the gentleman, trying to open my doors and escorting me places. You love to be read to and have no interest in learning how to write but you can now spell your name. You will cry hopelessly if you miss your chance to kiss Daddy or Ksenya goodbye in the mornings. You love salad and will ask for it for lunch - lettuce and all. You love to play with Sam and get wild outside but practically die at the sight of blood and require a bandaid for every tiny little scratch. You are usually very obedient, but when you decide not to be there is no budging you, you're extremely hard headed. You're also the king of random rebuttles. I'll ask you to brush your teeth and you'll say, "But Mom, I have pennies in my pocket". You love to ride your bike and check the mail. You are pretty predictable and I love having you around to make me laugh and smile and sometimes to drive me nuts . . . you are adorable and best of all you are a GOOD boy, I'm so thankful for you!