Dear Great-Grandma,
Well, how are you enjoying the weather this week? It is getting a little warm down here. Not exactly too hot yet but getting closer. I have a bag that I wear to bed–it is like pajamas only no legs, just a bag–and Mommy doesn’t know whether to put it on me at night because it is too warm to start with, but once the night cools off I might need it. So she just leaves it off and figures I will wake up and call her if I get too cold, which is correct. I never hesitate to let Mommy know if I need her.
But there have been several nights recently where I haven’t needed her. I used to get so hungry in the middle of the night! But now, for some reason, I don’t much. So for instance last night I went to bed at 7:00 and I didn’t need Mommy until 5:00. I think she appreciated being able to sleep more. I like when I can sleep more, too. But I also think it is fun to get up really early and hear the birds singing and watch the sun rise. Do you ever watch the sun rise?
Grandma and Grandpa came to visit me this week! I was glad to see them again. I showed them what I have been learning lately. I can do push-ups! It takes a lot of effort, but I can straighten my arms and get my chest off the ground. I can also pull my knees up under me and stick my bottom up in the air. But the problem is, I can’t do both of those things at once. So I am still stuck in one spot. Boy, it is sure frustrating to have a bright pretty toy just out of reach, and I can’t get it in my mouth! So I work really hard to try and get it, but no matter how hard I try, I can’t quite reach. But I won’t give up! Every day, I think, I get just a bit closer to being able to get around!
I don’t think I told you in my last letter that Mommy has been trying to put this weird stuff in my mouth lately. I am not sure what she is trying to do this for. It tastes really funny and I tell her so by making faces at her, but she is kind of persistent. Actually, I am starting to think it might taste kind of good, but even so, I can’t keep it in my mouth. It just goes right back out and down my shirt. Mommy has tried this a couple of times but not for a few days now. I think maybe in another week or so I might not mind if she tried it again. Come to think of it, it would be kind of neat if I could taste that stuff on a regular basis. I like the milk, but it gets kind of same-old same-old after a while, you know? I just asked Mommy what it is that she is trying to feed me. She says it is called “rice cereal.”
Besides the rice cereal, I put all kinds of things in my mouth. I especially like trying to eat Mommy and Daddy’s napkins at supper. They are bright colors and they feel very interesting in my mouth. Plus, they are easy to hold on to. I put all of my toys in my mouth, too. My octopus, and my zebra, and my keys, and my bead game–that one is kind of heavy and hard to lift–and my bunny rabbit, and any blankets that happen to be lying around. Everything goes into my mouth, if I can get it there! Sometimes I get ahold of something and Mommy or Daddy takes it away. Paper, for instance–they won’t let me put paper in my mouth. That is starting to get kind of frustrating and so I tell them about how upset I am that they won’t let me put those things in my mouth, but they don’t listen. I suppose I will have to trust that they know what is best for me, but that is very hard for me still.
Hmm, let’s see. What else have I been learning lately? Well, I guess just the usual stuff, like how things work around here in this bright world. I still really like my toes. They are cool to play with. But I haven’t been able to get them in my mouth yet, although I would really like to. Wait, that’s not true! Grandpa helped me get my toes in my mouth one time. I appreciated that. He was very kind.
Mommy shows me around the yard most every day, and we get to watch the plants grow. Today we saw something sad. She had planted little sunflowers, and they were just peeking out of the ground yesterday. Today, they were all nibbled off. Mommy says a bunny got a good snack, but she wishes that he hadn’t. She does still have the bigger sunflowers that she started inside, and they are big enough that the bunny doesn’t want them anymore, but she was hoping to have more than four of them. Poor little baby sunflowers!
Speaking of baby things, besides me, we are going to have something else. Mommy says we are going to be getting a “baby grand piano.” I am not sure what she means by this. I can’t understand her explanation. I will tell you more about it next week after we get it, I guess.
I love you, Great-Grandma! Give Great-Grandpa Al a kiss from me! And say hello from me to the next person who visits you, too! Also, Mommy sends her love.
Love,
Isaac