Drizzle day

Jacob, my son. You have reached a stage in your life where you run more than you walk. As soon as you see a long straight area of the floor, you run across it. Sometimes you fall over while you run but you let your knees and palms of your hands take the flack, you push you knees and palms out towards the floor to protect your head and torso. No one can teach you that, you learned it yourself. I wish you wouldn't run so much but you are a toddler. It is nice to hear you say words, you say them imperfectly but that is normal for your age group.