You are sleeping so soundly in a modified version of child's pose. I was just staring at your tiny feet, which have gotten so much bigger but are still so tiny and will only be so tiny for a little longer. Tonight it was harder getting you to sleep - you were fighting the sleep. But finally after wrapping and nursing and back to wrapping again...and then nursing again... and again and so forth; you fell asleep into your baby dreamland.
Your papa is in Scotland now. Today we went swimming with your baby friends and then we got the rest of your cloth diapers! Finally we are a very eco-conscious family and I don't feel guilty every time I change your diapers!!
You now love your blocks and watching mama stack them up into towers and then knock them down. You were laughing in hysterics like I've never seen you laugh! Tomorrow I'm taking you to our local wooden toymaker and you can pick out one toy! Lucky boy! AND your daddy is bringing you back a whole duffle bag of gifts from Africa, Jordan, England, and Scotland! I hear there's a harmonica amongst many other fun treasures!!
Alright my sleeping boy. I can't wait to see you soon. You are my joy. Good night.
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Man, Z, you have such a charmed life. :)
love,
Henry
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