My apologies for being tardy with this letter. I’ve been a bit ill, and once you truly get to know me, you will learn that I go big when I get sick…no measly sniffles for me…nope. Enough about me, this is all about you.
First, I was wrong when I posted last month that you might be getting a kitty. My apologies…but not really, you have TWO KITTIES. Your new fur sisters are Dash and Lucy and they are quite the cuties. Hopefully, you will not suffer the scratches that your mother did as a child by insisting on love from the kitties…no matter what we said or did, she did not care, she did not stop…specifically with Ash, may she Rest In Peace.
You are crawling!! For the most part. Your preference is to grab the carpet and pull yourself forward…it sort of reminds me of Spiderman. You have also managed to acquire your very first black eye (something about a Gatorade bottle and a tumble off a bed)…and I say FIRST because of a few reasons…you come from a line of clumsy and/or daring people and odds are you will have another or something like it somewhere along the way in your lifetime… Seriously, your mom managed to get her nose broken twice within a 6 month period. Don’t fight it…tuck and roll. Don’t get me wrong, I am not encouraging you to become a scrapper like Great-Grandma Sharon, I am just warning you that, in this family, shit happens and it is better to expect it than to fight it. Protective gear is suggested. I figure, now that you are mobile you deserve this warning – to be honest, you were much safer when you were stationary….ahhh, the good ole days.
[UPDATE: Shortly after publishing this post, I received this message from your Mummy: “So I saw your GranDawn post and she does actually fully crawl now. LOL No belly on floor or anything! Super fast baby LOL.”]
Another new and exciting development: You have tried a green food! Mama – or as you have said “Mum Mum Mummy,” gave you green beans!! This is a bigger accomplishment for her than you, but I celebrate it either way.
You officially have a tooth poking through on the bottom! I asked your mother for a photo but she stated that it is impossible to get a picture of you with an open mouth and not have you stick out your tongue. Thanks to Aunt Pixie, sticking out your tongue is your JAM these days. We can count on your Aunt to teach you all the weird things even though she is across the country… I don’t even know what to expect next.
I think that about covers everything…Although you have been pulling yourself up to stand on more than one occasion. The idea of you walking anytime soon is just…well, can you hold off on that skill for at least 4 months. Do your parents a solid…slow your roll.
Put that tongue back in your mouth!
We love you bunches,