It just warms my heart to see how much Hartman wants to be like his dad. He tries every day to look like him, and Sundays are his big chance to match exactly. I had to snap this photo because he was so carefully watching everything Brent was doing after his meetings and copied him. Brent set his suit coat on the chair, Hartman took his off and put it next to Brent's. Brent sat and ate chips and queso, do Hartman did the same (after making sure his hair and tie looked identical). Presh.
Brent doesn't usually paint his face green, but ever since Hartman dressed up as the Hulk for Halloween a couple of years ago, he likes to have his face like this every once in a while. When you know you look this impressive, you can do anything.
Even nap.
Hartman could not WAIT for his birthday to come. He wanted tiny legos like the cousins have, and a Spiderman watch. He didn't take it off for weeks.
And he wanted to go to dinner with ONLY me and Brent, just like Landrie did. He chose McD's. He's such a sweetie cutie boy (that's still what I say to him), and he's in preschool 4 days a week with two very sweet teachers, Mrs. Ames and Mrs. Tate. They think he's awesome. Half his class is from Spanish-speaking families, so he has learned to count to 20 in Spanish and his best friends are Edgar, Oscar, Emiliano, and Estevan. He's the best! I can't believe my baby is five.
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