Unfortunately, I have passed my inherent clumsiness on to you. You are constantly tripping, bumping into things and knocking things over. For example, yesterday you managed to knock a beer off the table on to the floor. The bottle landed in such a way that beer shot up and hit the ceiling. Daddy was dumbfounded as to how you had managed to do this and was crossing his fingers in the hopes that no one would notice it when we check out of the room. You see, Daddy isn't clumsy. However, I am. I grabbed a beach umbrella, topped it with a roll of paper towel, and the ceiling was beer free in seconds. Moral of the story is that if you are going to continue on the path of clumsiness, then you better learn to be resourceful.
Love,
Mommy
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