Pippa

My first baby, Piper, turned 4 this week. FOUR. And for all of you parents out there struggling through two and three, I have to tell you that four is a tropical vacation. It's a homemade cheesecake martini. It's a hot stone massage that you are paid to receive. Seriously, somewhere between three and four, someone flipped the switch from feral to delightful, and a whole new realm of fun was opened up. That's my experience anyway. Go four! Gimme an F! O! U! R!
ONE TWO THREE FOUR! YOU DON'T PEE THE BED NO MORE! YaaaaaaAAAAAYYY FOUR!

Also, I'm going to try a little something. We are going to recreate a scene from a movie, and you have to guess what it is.
I haven't determined prizes yet.

Go.