You woke up from your nap on Friday afternoon to discover Cedar playing in your room. I can tell you were disoriented, which is totally understandable, since you obviously had intended to spend Friday night as the opening act at a circa-1989 Poison concert. Every rose has its thorn, yeah it does.
While the adults were eating pork tacos, you guys toddled off into the bedroom, and came back to present your very excellent impression of frat boys. You forgot the large plastic cups of dubious content, but nice hat, bro. Save us some seats at the game.
After dinner, you introduced Cedar to two wonderful new things. 1) The tire swing...
...and 2) M&Ms.
I didn't hear you say "No! 'At's mine!" even once all night. M&Ms for everyone!
Love,
Mom
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