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Happy 8 mo birthday, Lovebug!
December 20, 2008, 2:51 pm
Filed under: letters

Dearest bug –

Man I can barely believe it’s only been 8 months, but here we are.  I can’t really remember what it was like before you came along, but I am fairly sure it was awesome…just not as awesome as it is now.

You are soo funny.  You like to stick your fingers in papa’s nose like a bowling ball and torque his head different directions.  You make this gutteral rumbling sound when you’re concentrating that sounds like a two-stroke motorcycle engine, revving as you deepen your intensity.  Clearly you have the focus of a laser, and your will to learn is implacable. (Aiye, aiye, aiye.  I am already exhausted just THINKING about this.)

These days, you stick your tongue out when you’re happy.  You look like Albert Einstein in that famous photo.  Today you displayed your first case of stranger anxiety when M came over to pick up some of his mail.

You are the light of my life, little bug.  Happy birthday.

So much love,

mama