Be My Pretty Baby

Dear Daniel Ziggy Chin,

Did you know?

You’re growing.

You’re giggling more and more.

You’re learning how to do so many new things you’re tiring yourself out!

You are busy every moment of the day. If you’re not babbling, you’re rolling over. If you’re not rolling over, you’re kicking and grabbing. If you’re not kicking and grabbing, you’re surveying your surroundings.

The world is a new and incredible puzzle you’re trying to figure out and I love watching you solve it.

Daddy has been able to spend more time with us lately and it’s been a treat. We go for a lot of walks (you still sleep through those), and just yesterday while we were in Flushing a man stopped us on the sidewalk to say just how beautiful you are and what a good combination your Daddy and I made. I don’t talk to you too much about this sort of thing because I don’t want you to get a big head (no pun intended since your noggin does consistently measure in the 97th percentile) but people are always commenting on your good looks.

Looks are important. I’m not going to lie to you. Life will probably be easier for you because you’re easy on the eyes. But there is so much more to a person than their mile long eyelashes or their perfect rosebud lips or their silky, creamy skin. There is, I promise. I mean, I’m pretty sure there is but my thoughts are clouded by this magnificently adorable baby sitting next to me.

Love,
Mommy