Monday
Apr122010
Dear Robbie, at 3 months
Monday, April 12, 2010 at 09:00AM
Dear Robbie,
I mean this in the nicest, most motherly way possible, but for those first couple of months you were kind of just a lump that wiggled a little, pooped a lot, and occasionally fired pee across the room. But in this third month, you’ve officially outgrown your lump status and gotten a lot more interesting. And let me tell you something, kiddo, you have the best smile.
Whenever Daddy or I go into your room first thing in the morning, your whole face lights up with a huge, open-mouthed grin as if we’ve just made you the happiest child in the whole world. And then you do it again and again, all day long. At least once every couple of hours, you make me feel like the best mother ever because you’re so happy to see me. That helps make up for those moments when you’re so tired you can’t stop screaming long enough to close your eyes and, you know, take a nap.
Lately you’ve been paying more and more attention to your big sister, watching her run around the living room, baking pretend cookies and falling off the couch. You watch her with an expression of naked awe on your face, like, “Look at all the amazing things that girl is doing! She’s magical!” There’s no doubt in my mind that, in a few months or years, you’ll willingly subject yourself to being dressed up like a princess just to play with your big sister. And the resulting photos will undoubtedly end up as part of future letters to you, sure to resurface and embarrass you in your teenage years. Oh boy, are you going to hate me. All I can say to that is, “Bwahahahaaaaa.”
When you’re not grinning from ear to ear, you’re often staring off into space looking thoughtful, and I can’t help wondering what’s going on in your adorable head. Are you solving calculus problems? Pondering the works of Shakespeare? Filling your diaper? In these moments you seem so serious, and I wonder if this is a peek into your future personality. Are you going to be a calm person with a goofy streak? Will you roll your eyes at your dad’s silly jokes? Or will you inherit his ability to mess with me, with the ability to say something completely ridiculous with such deadpan sincerity that I can’t tell whether he’s joking. If you pick up on that one, I am so screwed.
We’re having a really good time with you, sweetheart. In the short time you’ve been here, you’ve won us all over. I can’t wait to see the person you’ll become.
Love,
Mommy
I mean this in the nicest, most motherly way possible, but for those first couple of months you were kind of just a lump that wiggled a little, pooped a lot, and occasionally fired pee across the room. But in this third month, you’ve officially outgrown your lump status and gotten a lot more interesting. And let me tell you something, kiddo, you have the best smile.
Whenever Daddy or I go into your room first thing in the morning, your whole face lights up with a huge, open-mouthed grin as if we’ve just made you the happiest child in the whole world. And then you do it again and again, all day long. At least once every couple of hours, you make me feel like the best mother ever because you’re so happy to see me. That helps make up for those moments when you’re so tired you can’t stop screaming long enough to close your eyes and, you know, take a nap.
Lately you’ve been paying more and more attention to your big sister, watching her run around the living room, baking pretend cookies and falling off the couch. You watch her with an expression of naked awe on your face, like, “Look at all the amazing things that girl is doing! She’s magical!” There’s no doubt in my mind that, in a few months or years, you’ll willingly subject yourself to being dressed up like a princess just to play with your big sister. And the resulting photos will undoubtedly end up as part of future letters to you, sure to resurface and embarrass you in your teenage years. Oh boy, are you going to hate me. All I can say to that is, “Bwahahahaaaaa.”
When you’re not grinning from ear to ear, you’re often staring off into space looking thoughtful, and I can’t help wondering what’s going on in your adorable head. Are you solving calculus problems? Pondering the works of Shakespeare? Filling your diaper? In these moments you seem so serious, and I wonder if this is a peek into your future personality. Are you going to be a calm person with a goofy streak? Will you roll your eyes at your dad’s silly jokes? Or will you inherit his ability to mess with me, with the ability to say something completely ridiculous with such deadpan sincerity that I can’t tell whether he’s joking. If you pick up on that one, I am so screwed.
We’re having a really good time with you, sweetheart. In the short time you’ve been here, you’ve won us all over. I can’t wait to see the person you’ll become.
Love,
Mommy
in Dear Robbie, photos
Dear Robbie, photos
Reader Comments (1)
I love that smile! These pictures had me grinning at the computer screen. I'm glad to hear he won you over!