Dear Jack...

...you wonderful, fabulous, independent boy. I'm so proud of you for taking such good care of yourself. I know you haven't had much of a choice, but you certainly make the best of it. I love that you put your clothes in the hamper with an almost religious fervor. There's nothing like a tidy bedroom and bath. And with your potty training? You are a champ. No one wipes as well as you do, I'm sure of it. You rarely ask mommy for a thing -- except maybe for the out of reach snack now and again. I really appreciate all your help.

But while mommy was scrubbing petrified toddler turd out of the dryer with clorox, it dawned on me that perhaps you're a little TOO independent. And maybe a little embarrassed to admit that such a big, grown-up little soldier could still have an occasional accident. So just please know that it's o.k. to ask for help. That's what mommy is here for -- to help you. The turd scrubbing is just an added bonus.

Much love,

Mommy