March 20, 2012 Near Miss with St. Patties Hat

Dear Noah and Dylan,

    Well, the only reason I'm writing to you tonight is because the cable television is out!  It's rather annoying!  I don't watch much tv until nighttime and then I like my shows!  I have been wanting to update you both on your progress as you approach your fifth birthday.  Let's see, you are just about done with afternoon naps.  For the first time yesterday neither of you would go down for your nap.  But you still both demand your blankies and you are both into sucking on them.  A little security needed perhaps?
     Noah found way to keep busy when he couldn't sleep and piled all my newspapers up for me!  I gave him a big hug.  Dylan almost bit it yesterday when we were walking down Green ST.  His St. Patrick's Day parade hat flew off into the street and he ran to get it!  W were in front of the funeral parlor  and a hearse almost hit him!  I almost shit my pants.  I think you are both going to hold my hand from now on until you are about thirty.  I told Uncle Joe about it and he was mad at me (Captain Safety) for being negligent.  I did not tell your mom or dad.  The hearse thing was too creepy.
    Auntie Susan is coming on Thursday and we want to take you downtown for an ice-cream.  I hope that will get the creepy picture out of my head!