like father, like son

my sweetest caleb,

     you love dada so much, and were so excited to help him mow he lawn for the first time.  i won't forget dada's face when he first saw you with your mower as he came down the lawn, he lit up.  you really love this mower but it has trouble blowing the bubbles, so you ask mama to push it for you most of the time and then you dance and yell, "bubbles", and ask for more.  you brighten any day, we love you so dearly sweet love.

with love,
mama