Dear Dot

Dot: I a big boy now. I go to office like daddy.

Me: And mommy.

Dot: Daddy's office is in a building.

Me: Mine too!

Dot: My office be a tall tall building and I work on a small laptop.

Me: When you go to office and make some money, what will you do with the money?

Dot: I give it to daddy.

Me: ????????

Dot: Don't worry. I buy you a present. A necklace.

Me: And for daddy?

Dot: A pink car.

Me: ??????????

Dot: You can sit in the car too. 

This is obviously some devious scheming going on between father and son behind my back! 

Dear Dot

You always have the best view. 

Dear Dot

You have asked to have a birthday party this year because you have quickly realised birthday parties mean cake, which is the one thing you love more than mom and dad, and presents. 

So we have decided to throw you one since dadu dida will also be here then. The theme of the party is , wait for it , not peppa pig. Not george pig. It's george pig's toy dinosaur. In accordance we have ordered a dinosaur cake and I have bought craft supplies and made dinosaur birthday invites. 

Mind you im not the most craftsy person around and this is the first little craft project I've done since school. But I'm very proud of it. So here is a picture of your first birthday party's invites. 

P.S. You love the invites and don't want to give them to any of your friends. You want to keep them all for yourself. Silly Dot! 

Dear Dot

We came home from daycare today and you were watching one of your favourite cartoons - Cailou. 

Cartoon: Cailou is helping his mom sort and put away the laundry.

Dot: I help mummy and daddy with clothes too. I SO CLEVER. Like Cailou.

I'm impressed with your self awareness, confidence and great choice of role models.

Dear Dot

Me: What do you want to be when you grow up?

Dot: A plant.

Me: What colour?

Dot: Pink.

Me: A pink plant?

Dot: Yes, a green plant with pink flowers. 

Dear Dot

I had a rough day at work today and must have looked sad. You saw me and said, "I did not do poo in my pants today, be happy."

Simples. 

Dear Dot

On our drive back the other day we heard you sing "let it go, let it go" at the top of your lungs in the back seat. Of course our hearts Froze (get it?) imagining the downhill slope you were now on given the first song you sang outside of your usual rhymes and Christmas carols was a song out of a silly animated movie! (We love animated movies, and this one just isn't that nice) 

You will realise our shock to full extent when you grow up and learn of our music tastes.

So we immediately came home and played the song from Frozen to see if you identified it and then we would interrogate you to figure out where you learnt it. But when we played it you said you didn't know the song. 

So we let it slip as you singing some other made up song like you always do. 

But the incident stayed with me and I decided to tech you a non rhyme song last night. So as we lay in bed I sang...

Me: you are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy, when skies are grey. You never know this, how much I love you, please don't take my sunshine away.

Dot: (in tune) and never go back to him!

Me: (gulp?!?! Seriously hoping you aren't Sharukh Khan from Darr)