Happy Birthday Baby
My Dearest Badass Baby,
Ok, so like you're 6-months old! What the f@#$? You're so cute it's almost gross ;)
You've been talking up a storm lately, all bababas and muhmuhmuhs. Throw in a few shrieks in there and you've got a full sentence. And nighttime is the right time for your workouts these days. Bedtime starts off with about an hour of aerobics and tumbling. You're eating like a horse and growing, growing, growing. Looked at your feet yesterday and was like, wow - my little girl...
Are you ready for Thailand? That's what's in the mix for December. Plans are being planned and your dada is fortunately, finally acting like it just might happen. It seems as if you're ready for Thailand as A) you hate putting on clothes and B) you could pass for Thai. Wait, maybe it's mommy that's ready for Thailand? But we're so close you and me right now, what's the diff?
It's true. Whether it's true when you're older, it's true right now, this very minute. You like to be with your mommy - a lot. When you're playing on the floor, you crawl towards mommy and try to climb up onto her lap (although once you get there, you don't exactly stay there ;). Sometimes you crawl towards the recycling bin, not because you're a green fanatic or anything like that. There's just so much fun, interesting paper in there.
So toys are pretty easy for you: plastic water bottles and cups, the danger toys like plastic bags and takeout chopsticks, cellphones and of course, keys. Your Abuelita (grandma, daddy's side) bought you some toys and you were like, "Whatever, give me that ziplock bag!" It was funny, she's learning.
Your Zaide (that's your granddad, daddy's side) loves you bunches. He gets all ferklempt when he sees you. Maybe it's because you're both doggies? He thinks you are one of the cutest things on earth - think well of your Zaide honey. Don't know if he'll be around when you're ready to read this but he's a nice man and the end of his years are treating him well spiritually if not healthwise.
Ok, waking up from your nap - kinda. Not, just some stirring under the blankets. You're still little enough to sleep with your little arms up not quite reaching past your big, baby head. Mommy's glad about that - it would be sad if her little baby became a big girl too soon.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways...
Muhmuh
Ok, so like you're 6-months old! What the f@#$? You're so cute it's almost gross ;)
You've been talking up a storm lately, all bababas and muhmuhmuhs. Throw in a few shrieks in there and you've got a full sentence. And nighttime is the right time for your workouts these days. Bedtime starts off with about an hour of aerobics and tumbling. You're eating like a horse and growing, growing, growing. Looked at your feet yesterday and was like, wow - my little girl...
Are you ready for Thailand? That's what's in the mix for December. Plans are being planned and your dada is fortunately, finally acting like it just might happen. It seems as if you're ready for Thailand as A) you hate putting on clothes and B) you could pass for Thai. Wait, maybe it's mommy that's ready for Thailand? But we're so close you and me right now, what's the diff?
It's true. Whether it's true when you're older, it's true right now, this very minute. You like to be with your mommy - a lot. When you're playing on the floor, you crawl towards mommy and try to climb up onto her lap (although once you get there, you don't exactly stay there ;). Sometimes you crawl towards the recycling bin, not because you're a green fanatic or anything like that. There's just so much fun, interesting paper in there.
So toys are pretty easy for you: plastic water bottles and cups, the danger toys like plastic bags and takeout chopsticks, cellphones and of course, keys. Your Abuelita (grandma, daddy's side) bought you some toys and you were like, "Whatever, give me that ziplock bag!" It was funny, she's learning.
Your Zaide (that's your granddad, daddy's side) loves you bunches. He gets all ferklempt when he sees you. Maybe it's because you're both doggies? He thinks you are one of the cutest things on earth - think well of your Zaide honey. Don't know if he'll be around when you're ready to read this but he's a nice man and the end of his years are treating him well spiritually if not healthwise.
Ok, waking up from your nap - kinda. Not, just some stirring under the blankets. You're still little enough to sleep with your little arms up not quite reaching past your big, baby head. Mommy's glad about that - it would be sad if her little baby became a big girl too soon.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways...
Muhmuh
posted by Jagadamba at 10:52 AM
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