Dear Nathalie,
You have survived 4 months and 4 days of life thus far. Bravo little one, BRAH VO!
You are developing quite nicely. Your visual acuity is on point and your ability to reach out and grab your feet has come along quite nicely. Which also means that you enjoy it when I play with your feet! For today anyway.
Your ability to crush the heart of a grown up is well above average – you have the “sad look” perfected like no other. There is something about the way you squint your eyes and push out that little bottom lip that makes the heart just seize up from the desire to make you happy again. I fear for your Grandfather… he did not get the nickname “Uncle Sucker” for nothing. We may just have to change the “Uncle” part…
On one of your more recent visits, I subjected you to a viewing of one of my favorite animated movies: The Last Unicorn…to be honest, I watched it while you did your Nathalie thing and discovered new objects and demanded to be entertained… the only time you showed any interest was during the theme song… so, like a good GrandDawn, I purchased the song and added it to your playlist. I really hope that playlists are still a thing when you are old enough to comprehend this letter.
As I type this, you are visiting Dr. Sarah Bajuyo and getting shots (your mom loved getting shots – really, she did) and your current stats are 13 pounds and .02 oz and you have sprung up to a whopping 24 1/2 inches! Your father likes to point out that you are more than 1/3 of your mother’s height. It’s okay, your mommy might be less than a giant physically, but she is FIERCE – don’t mess with her… she may appear to be a cute, little, angelic snuggle bunny – and she is for the most part, but she can turn into the Mother of Dragons when you push the wrong button… consider yourself warned.
To be honest, you are still simply perfecting the art of cuteness and not much else. You are trying your hardest to hold yourself up in a sitting position but you just aren’t there yet, you keep spotting your feet and then you reach for them and once that happens your course is set and downward you go… like one of those little Roly Poly bugs…pill bugs I think they are called. Anyway, until you get that stuff down, I am afraid that we just can’t move forward with some of the activities I have in mind for you. (Like learning how to write, type, complete jigsaw puzzles, and Aunt Pixie is sure to want to teach you how to use chopsticks while you are mastering the art of common utensils.) I suppose we just need to let you develop your gross and fine motor skills for any of that to happen… Although, it would be really awesome to see a baby using chopsticks while writing on a fine piece of parchment with a calligraphy pen.
I know, I know… slow my roll. I hear you.
Just keep doing your Nathalie thing, you will eventually catch up…I have patience.
Love, GrandDawn
Just Venting...or something like it 