My Micah. He's such a goon and I love him to pieces.
From February 2012: A Letter to Mom
You look a bit frazzled. Is it because I just ate a hunk of a hot dog out of the garbage can? You did seem kind of upset when you busted me with it. Your nose wrinkled up all funny and your eyes did that goofy roll thing again, a lot like when you told me not to eat the ashes out of the bottom of Daddy's grill. I thought it was just funny colored sand, but the only way to find out for sure was to taste it. You understand, right Mommy?
When it comes right down to it, I think we're just going through a rough time right now, Mommy. Things will get better when we can understand each other better. I can't promise we won't have our disagreements, but please try to remember that I'm just a little boy. I haven't been on the planet 3 years yet. You've been around a lot longer, so please try to control your emotions a little better than I can. Remember, I watching you and looking to you to teach me how to grow from a little boy into a man.