While driving today you kept telling me a shark was following us that we had to get away from. At home Dad pretended a shark was knocking on the door and we all had to run and hide from him. You loved it./ You really don't like Peter to touch you or anything you're playing with./ You're very fast to get Peter a toy if he fusses or just talk to him. You love to feed him./ You often bring up how much you want to get bigger so you can drive./ I saw pictures of you a year ago and I feel so sad that you've grown so much in one year. My little baby is gone! I don't want my little boy to disappear, too! I love you, Sweetie!