You should know that even before your father proposed to me, we talked of you. You were wanted and planned, desired and highly anticipated. And by some magical act of the universe here you are. You. You are the baby we always wanted. Our hearts dance with joy and revel in your arrival.
You are five months old and sweeter than brown sugar. Your smile is fast, deep, and unencumbered. I hope that never changes. You love yourself and reserve some of your best grins for that baby in the mirror. I hope that never changes too. You adore your pacifier, your exersaucer, and "standing up". Your chewy fish spends a lot of time in your mouth and you like it that way. When you sleep you like to have your face covered and your mommy snuggling you ... and I like it that way.
Thank you for being such a perfect baby. I'm sure the shoes that mommy puts on your feet annoy you, but you tolerate it. You love tubby time and splash enough water out of the tub to remind your parents of simple joy. You sleep all night in your crib like a big boy and burst with smiles every morning when we rescue you. You are stong and quick as a whip. You are brave and hungry and in love with the world.
Thank you for being my baby.
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