Septemebr 6, 2011 Dear Mr. Pampers,

Dear Mr. Pampers,
I hope that I'm soon done with you.

I set a goal ages ago to get Alex out of diapers by the time I turned 50 -- January 5.

To be fair, I figured this date was a bit optimistic.  This would mean he'd be trAlained at least five month faster than is brother.

Then again, Alex decided on his own that he wanted to stop wearing diapers on the first day of school -- which was also his third birthday, August 23.  Thus, we have a fighting chance.  He still wears diapers at night.  But he's done with day diapers.

August 23, 2011 Dear Alex,

Dear Alex,
Today you turned three, started school and decided to stop wearing diapers. In a couple days we'll be moving into our new house.

You call yourself baby elephant.

You love legos, stuffed animals and applesauce.

You have a remarkable sense of humor and an infectious laugh.


You love to sleep with your mama and if she's not around, papa will do. You're the smallest one in the family and you take up the most bed space.

You've kept those big blue eyes you had at birth.

You love and admire your brother.

You've given up bananas.

You've started to want to play soccer.

You had your party at The Monkey's Treehouse and you didn't much care who was there (we invited your new classmates).

You're a determined little guy.

You're fine playing alone.

You give great hugs.

The charts say you're about exactly average height and weight.

To me, you're the perfect size for snuggling and holding in the lap.