Dear Audrey:
It is official: You are a morning person. I found you in your crib this morning, blinking up at the ceiling and smiling. I asked you: "What's the name of the angel you are talking to?" You just gave me a gummy grin. No matter how poorly you may have slept the night before, the sunrise wipes the slate clean.
I brought you downstairs and laid you on the couch, where you wriggled and cooed long enough for me to make coffee and eat my cornflakes.
Your eyes are like sparkling stars in the morning. It's like your pleased to meet a new person for the first time or you have missed me after a long trip. It is a gift that god offers just to me every morning, as you stretch to fit into the new day and wipe the sleepies from your eyes.
I love when it is just you and me and the morning .
mom
Week 10
Guess what? Your baby can pick out his parents' faces in a group. His eyes widen and shine and he wiggles with glee when someone familiar comes near. He's ready and willing to hone his social skills, so make him part of family activities-bring him to the table during dinner, or put him in a carrier sling while you work. He loves your company as much as you love his.
Guess what? Your baby can pick out his parents' faces in a group. His eyes widen and shine and he wiggles with glee when someone familiar comes near. He's ready and willing to hone his social skills, so make him part of family activities-bring him to the table during dinner, or put him in a carrier sling while you work. He loves your company as much as you love his.
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