Thursday, September 13, 2007

Dear Kaylee, at 4 months

Dear Kaylee,

You have changed so much this month that it’s hard to believe you’re the same baby. Suddenly, you’ve noticed the world around you, and you seem extremely eager to get yourself out into it. You’d like nothing more than to crawl over to the dog food bowl and take a sample.


Speaking of the dogs, your disinterested attitude toward them has changed to one of fascination. You can’t get enough of watching their epic wrestling matches on the living room floor. And now that you get a lot of floor time, they’re finding you more interesting, too. Kody, in particular, likes to place himself right at your feet when you’re trying to crawl so that your frantic kicks will pet him on the head.

You’re also always looking for new and exciting things to put in your mouth, from blankets to rattles to monkeys. If our dogs would let you, I’m pretty sure you’d be happy to chew on their ears.


And you’ve apparently decided that Mommy would look better bald. You’re lightning fast at grabbing a handful of hair and yanking as much out as possible. I really should start putting my hair in a ponytail for preservation purposes.

Sitting still no longer appeals to you, and if you’re not being held in a standing position, you’re complaining because you want someone to help you stand. Grandma bought you a Bumbo chair, which we thought would hold you in place long enough for Mommy and Daddy to shovel dinner into our mouths, but you’re so adept at squirming that you’ve almost figured out how to escape. I’m looking forward to seeing your shocked expression when you do manage to roll yourself out of the chair and onto the floor, because I’m pretty sure you haven’t thought far enough ahead to know what you’ll do next.


You’re getting more interesting every day, little monkey, and flashes of your personality are starting to peek through your babyness – you’re already starting to seem like a little kid. Seeing you smile at me is the highlight of every single day, and it more than makes up for the dirty diapers and the late-night feedings. I think we’ve got a good thing going here, kid.

Love,
Mommy

2 comments:

pam said...

Dear Mom,

I pooed.

Love,
Kaylee

Heather McDonnell said...

Dear Kaylee,

Go tell Daddy, and he'll take care of it.

Love,
Mommy