Next thing I know he has the remote in his hand, standing on an ottoman trying to push it...its just he still couldn't quite reach. He hunches his shoulders, sighs a big sigh and says, "ohhhh I wish I was an adult." I shall document this moment forever and remind him of it when he actually is adulting and learns the lesson beware of what you wish for!
That same day, you were playing on a work bench Grandma and Grandpa Smith got you. Your dad told you to get the instructions and build something, and your replied,
"Nah, I don't need the instructions!"
Spoken like a Baskall!!! hahahaha
Okay, and finally, I don't know if I've mentioned it before, but you have this craziness around shoes. You hate them being tight at all and when you break in a pair to the point they are in shambles...it is only then do they become you're favorite pair.
You don't need this, but Grandpa Baskall had an old pair of tennis shoes. The holes in the front became so bad at one point, his entire foot hung out the front. Now, he had a perfectly good pair (or two) of new shoes in the closet, but he refused to retire them. At Grandma Baskall's nagging, he did put duct tape around the front for awhile until finally succumbing and putting on his new pair of shoes.
Jace....sweetie...this is soooo you! LOL Oh my gosh and do I love you for it.
Okay, finally, last one. You are four this year and you found the play guitar and have been trying to strum it. I decided to show you a video of Daddy playing bass in his band. You are absolutely hooked!! You were bopping up and down and banging on the desk...playing pretend piano..the whole bit.
You're Grandma Smith told us to be careful of what we showed you or you might repeat the path of your father. That's okay. Music in your blood Jace. Grandpa Baskall came from a family of self taught musicians and daddy of course was a professional. Whatever you do..you are so destined for big things, I just know it. Promise me though, always be my little boy? I love you son.
Mommy
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