Dear Baby Abe,This month you developed so much, I am surprised your head didn't explode. You are so grown up, that one day when I wake up I expect to find you on the couch, with a cup of coffee, watching the "Antique Road Show. "
Perhaps the most exciting/annoying thing that has happened is that you grew two teeth! Apparently you are very advanced in your teeth growth, as many babies do not get their teeth for many more months. Of course, we all know it is because you are an advanced baby. However, getting these teeth was a very painful process for you --- hence, a very painful process for us. You have screamed at decibels that I did not know was possible for a baby to reach. It’s as if you are really trying to get across to us that your teeth hurt you. Abe, we know. I don’t think even all of the Baby Orajel in the world can withstand the wrath of baby teeth.
Because of your teeth and your sickness last month, I am afraid that you have started to get into the bad habit of waking up in the middle of the night, multiple times. Back in the days of when you were three months old, you slept all night long. Now, as a more mature baby, you have decided to rebel. I am wondering if you are just testing us to see how tough we are. Well, I tap out. You have beat me. Please go back to sleep.
But, during the day you are a busy little man. You can sit up by yourself, and you roll over like crazy. You can push up your body with your arms on your tummy -- push ups already! Good boy. That football scholarship is really shaping up nicely.
You also started trying to talk to us. The little noises you make are hilarious, and it sounds like a little bird. Sometimes when you wake up, you make these birdy noises and tap your arm on the bed. It is the best alarm clock ever. Just last week you started to blow raspberries. You love spitting on Daddy’s glasses. This makes me laugh. You also love blowing raspberries when you are eating your rice cereal. This also makes me laugh. You like to be messy.
Which brings me to how independent you are. Anything that goes into your mouth has to be put there by you, and no one else. Even if it takes you four hours, you will put the teeth ring in your mouth, not us. Didn’t I know that all five month olds can use a spoon and feed themselves? Apparently, I didn’t know who I was messing with -- "Super Abe with Two Teeth." I also think it disappoints you that your legs are just not strong enough to crawl. In your mind, you would be crawling all over our house, but your body is just not participating.
I have to admit that every time I look at you, I love you even more. My lips are chapped from kissing you so much. I would do anything for your ginormous smile, and that throaty chuckle that gives you hiccups. Don’t grow up too fast.
Love, Mama
P.S. I hope that next month I can write about the World Champion Chicago Bears. Grandma Jillsy e-mailed her good friend Ellen Degenerous to try to get Daddy to go to the Super Bowl. We’ll see how that works out.
Because of your teeth and your sickness last month, I am afraid that you have started to get into the bad habit of waking up in the middle of the night, multiple times. Back in the days of when you were three months old, you slept all night long. Now, as a more mature baby, you have decided to rebel. I am wondering if you are just testing us to see how tough we are. Well, I tap out. You have beat me. Please go back to sleep.
But, during the day you are a busy little man. You can sit up by yourself, and you roll over like crazy. You can push up your body with your arms on your tummy -- push ups already! Good boy. That football scholarship is really shaping up nicely.
You also started trying to talk to us. The little noises you make are hilarious, and it sounds like a little bird. Sometimes when you wake up, you make these birdy noises and tap your arm on the bed. It is the best alarm clock ever. Just last week you started to blow raspberries. You love spitting on Daddy’s glasses. This makes me laugh. You also love blowing raspberries when you are eating your rice cereal. This also makes me laugh. You like to be messy.
Which brings me to how independent you are. Anything that goes into your mouth has to be put there by you, and no one else. Even if it takes you four hours, you will put the teeth ring in your mouth, not us. Didn’t I know that all five month olds can use a spoon and feed themselves? Apparently, I didn’t know who I was messing with -- "Super Abe with Two Teeth." I also think it disappoints you that your legs are just not strong enough to crawl. In your mind, you would be crawling all over our house, but your body is just not participating.
I have to admit that every time I look at you, I love you even more. My lips are chapped from kissing you so much. I would do anything for your ginormous smile, and that throaty chuckle that gives you hiccups. Don’t grow up too fast.
Love, Mama
P.S. I hope that next month I can write about the World Champion Chicago Bears. Grandma Jillsy e-mailed her good friend Ellen Degenerous to try to get Daddy to go to the Super Bowl. We’ll see how that works out.
2 comments:
I've heard bits and pieces of people singing the Superbowl Shuffle around the office. It makes me chuckle in my cube. I love the fact that I have only been to your house a few times, but Jake has totally showed me the vintage video. I'm happy I know what people are talking about! I hope the Colts and Bears make a Superbowl Shuffle video!
P.S. Abe is growing like crazy! I can't believe how much. He is an adorable baby :)
I'm trying to get work done and all of these Bears fans are swarming around my cubicle...it's the pack mantality, I guess...GO COLTS!! Maybe it's because I have my Colts shirt on and my blue & white football beads on,,,etc.
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