Dear Kylan, I'm sorry that I have to keep pushing you off my non-existent lap. I know you don't understand that shoving yourself up as far as you can go really hurts my belly. It's great when I say, "Ow" and you immediately turn around and rub my belly saying, "Hurt here?" You are one smart cookie! Which by the way was confirmed when I turned to look at you in Del Taco and you were using the side of the glass to help you get up on all the play equipment. I should have taken a video but was just shocked that you had figured that out!.
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