T, I don’t even remember where this started but you have been milling around the house saying: “Abraca-Debra.”

Not: “Abracadabra.”

It’s with a definite DEBRA at the end of it.

Maybe it started with the magic set that H has had out in the last few days and a simple mispronunciation, I’m not even sure.

But it’s the funniest and cutest thing.

Of course, now you are old enough to see our reactions and play into it a bit.

But I’ll take what I can get from my last baby. 💌

l love you.

-Dad

Simply reading the title “brown gum” makes me gag a little bit in my mouth.

Blargh. 🤢

But, T, this is what you have taken to calling the bits of meat that we cut for you whenever we eat steak.

And we usually eat steak when we eat over at Pop and Gammy’s house.

You get to chewing on it and then start in…

We all get to hear how you want more, or you are full of, or you need ketchup for – your “brown gum.”

I laughed for about 5 seconds the first time you said it and then was like – ok – eww.

Okay, I gotta quit writing about it.

I’m going to gross myself out. 🤣

I love you.

-Dad

T, you have a peanut butter baby, and it’s the cutest thing ever.

We bought this little doll forever ago named “Peanut.”

Mom and I even bought it before we had kids!

When H was born, we gave it to her.

But when we found out H had a peanut allergy, Peanut was thrown in the back of the closet somewhere.

K discovered it but was never interested.

Until one day, T, YOU found it.

You found out it was named Peanut and suddenly started carrying it around everywhere.

You call it “Peanut Butter” and are always asking me if I have seen your “peanut butter baby.”

I love you.

-Dad