Dear Jordan The 4-Year-Old In The Hospital,

You are the most precious and hysterical miniature human being I've met in a while. I like how after I told you I couldn't do something you asked me who my boss was...as if you would speak to them personally about it to rectify the situation(not even conscious of that fact that you didn't even hop out of the womb until after the millenium). I also like how you asked if I had a boyfriend and then when I told you "no" you decided to tell me about your girlfriend. What is happening to these kids today?!

Can I Hold You?
A

P.S. I'll give you Matt The Baseball Player's number...maybe you guys can set up a playdate.