PERFECT IN EVERY WAY

Dear Brooklyn,

Today you were a perfect baby.

You slept past eight.

You sat and entertained yourself.

You didn't cry while I took a shower.

You took a good nap.

You laid in your crib and played with your toys after your nap.

You didn't cry when we ran errands.

You stayed on your tummy for a while before you rolled over.

You were so darn cute all day long.

You went right to sleep when I put you in your crib for the night.

Thank you for being perfect.

I love you.

Sincerely, Lori

TASMANIAN DEVIL

Dear Brooklyn,

Your "tummy time" started off like this:

You were happy and playing. Then you got mad and less then three minutes later you were like this:

You are like a tasmanian devil. You get mad and you start spinning.

You should really look into rolling instead...

Sincerely, Lori