Dear Henry,Well, would you look at that. Another month has already passed us by! You just aren't going to slow down, are you? I suppose that's a good thing, although I am seriously going to have to get my butt in shape if I want a snowball's chance in Hell of keeping up with you? Are you allowed to write the word "Hell" in a letter to your nearly three and a half year old son? Oh well, it's not like you haven't been exposed to, um, bad language before. I'll blame that on society's pressure to have a verbal reaction when experiencing road rage, which I do. Quite often. Mostly because we now drive you to and from various activities throughout the week. We have you signed up for swimming (again, you're now a Penguin!), soccer, gymnastics, and last week you requested the Hip Hop dance class. And we've been spending a whole lot of time at Playdate PDX. What's not to like about a place with a huge indoor climbing structure, three super fast slides, and a separate area that is designed for and encourages throwing foam balls at each other?