As I sit down to write this annual letter from my outside back deck (yes, it's still warm enough to be outside here in Texas), I'm amazed at the little boy I see nearby playing swiftly and fearlessly on his bikes. It's hard to imagine how much change Rick and I've seen in Palmer since this time last year when Palmer was just starting to toddle.
Palmer will be two in March and is such a crazy, yet fun kid. He's "all boy" and loves anything with wheels. He's most happy when outside on a golf cart or a bike.
He's also played more holes of golf this year with his father than me. Palmer loves to ride along with Rick and has the attention span for a good nine holes or so.
Palmer goes to preschool at our church and relishes in the activities and friends from his class. He has a best friend at school and will tell me each day that he and his buddy played with the cars, rode bikes, and ate snacks. In Palmer's world that is a pretty stellar day.
In February, I jumped on the chance to visit my dear friend Adrienne in Doha, Qatar for 10 days.
Adrienne and I had a whirlwind visit filled with sand dune bashing, golf tournaments, a day-trip to Dubai, horse racing, good food, and great company. I was also able to catch up on some much-needed sleep from the many waking hours of the first 10 months of Palmer's life.
Palmer and I have already managed to squeeze in a long weekend up in DC and had so much fun seeing Samantha all settled in her new surroundings. Palmer's highlight was the airport with all of the airplanes and "golf carts", or luggage carts.
Palmer on Samantha's Georgetown stoop:
Our maltipoo, Boston, continues to be a favorite of Palmer's and endures a lot of "love" from our wild child, including playing the part of a horse in Palmer's horsey ride fantasies. It's a win-win relationship for the dog and Palmer because Boston's upside is getting to sneak food from Palmer when we're not looking. The two seem to have made a private deal on sharing food.