Tuesday, October 23, 2007

An Open Letter

Dear Six Months,

Could you be any more delightful? I think not. Six Months, I must confess that due to your unbridled adorableness, I have been rendered a large puddle of gooey love that wants nothing more than to snuggle you all day long. If I could hire a body double to take care of Two Years Old, I would happily munch on your cheeks, nibble your soft, soft ears and devour your tender thighs all day long. Also, perhaps I might just swallow you whole. Please stay this way forever.

Love,

Mama

Hello Friend!
Look at Me! I am delicious! Also, my Tia Carrie is very brave to bathe two babies a the same time. Looky! I have a bubble beard!

Dear Two Years Old,
While I continue to quietly adore you and still hold the belief that perhaps you may have hung the moon, I must ask you this: Why are you trying to eat my soul?
Just Asking,
Mama

1 Comments:

Blogger Faerie Mom said...

The two year old eating your soul? Too priceless... I can't get the picture out of my head. Wait. Maybe that is because my 2 yo is doing the SAME THING!

Isn't 6 mos grand? & 7 mos is pretty darn yummy too....

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