A Letter from Y-Y

Dear Mama,

Aren't you proud? I sit up now. And I even rolled a couple times. I know what you're thinking...It's about time. I'm just taking things slow. Like you. You like your life quiet and slow-going.

But watch out.

I think I might just skip the whole rolling, crawling, walking routine, and skip right to running.

By the way, you like my other new skill, I think. It's called refusing to sleep unless Mama holds me. You might say it is a pain, but really? You like snuggling up to me, too. I can tell.

Love, Y-Y (none of this Why-Why stuff. People will think you are saying why (oh) why do I have this child? And that would just be silly.)

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