Oh, dear. These letters kind of got away from us, hmm?
Despite having three weeks worth of letters to cram into one, this isn’t going to be very long. I’m declaring letter amnesty and we’re going to move forward.
I just want you to know that this is no reflection of our love for you. We adore you and everything that’s going on with you right now is so exciting. You’re sitting up (mostly — you can’t quite be trusted without a nest of pillows scattered around you, but you’re getting better), rolling over in both directions, and you started eating solid foods (sweet potato fries for the win!).
You laugh and smile and you hold my heart in that chubby little fist of yours. And my hair OW OW OW PLEASE LET GO.