Week 44

Dear Jorie,

Helping mommy with her run

Sometimes, things happen in our world, and I don't know if I should mention them here in these letters to you, or how to talk about it. But it happened and it affected me and your father, so I think I need to say something about it. Something big and bad and scary happened in Boston. Boston is a place where we know a lot of people, even though your father and I have only been there a few times, and you have never been. There was a bombing at the finish line of the Boston Marathon. A lot of people were hurt and a few people died. Your mommy is a novice runner, and so this, outside of the personal connection of knowing people down there, had a profound affect on me. My little way of dealing with it has been to pledge to run a marathon over the next month, in honor of the runners. You were with me on my first "for boston" run, and it helped so much to look down at your face and know that there is goodness and innocence in the world still. I love you so much, I hope the only thing you ever know of these kinds of things are in the words I'm leaving for you.

The rest of this week has been much quieter than the past few weeks. There has been a lot

Your favorite toy

of trying to catch up for your Father and I, and our usual running around, but not much else. Your cousin Sienna is up visiting, so a good chunk of our time has been spent with them over the past few days. On Monday, your uncle Michael and Aunt Becky had a fire in their fire pit and we sat and roasted marshmallows. I think it was the first time you've really seen fire, since the last time we had a fire in the fire pit you were still a tiny infant.

The other big thing this week was that you are suddenly too big for most of your clothes. I know it didn't, but it feels like this happened overnight. Like you went to bed and everything fit, and you woke up and nothing fit anymore. 

Getting so big!

It was bittersweet going through your clothes and packing up all the footie pajamas that looked so very big when we got them, and are now way too small for you. You outgrew almost all of your footie pajamas. We had to go to the store this weekend and buy you new ones, and this next weekend we'll head to the consignment shop and get you some new onesies, since you've outgrown most of those too. 

Daddy! Those are mine!

While we were at the baby store we picked up a few other things, including some "baby sunglasses" which have a strap that goes around behind your head. Your father could not resist trying them on himself, which you found incredibly amusing. The two of you are a trip together!

Drop offs and pick ups at Day Care continue to get easier, now that you're used to everyone there. Today when I dropped you off, it was just about lunch time, so you went straight into the high chair. You were happy to see Miss Darcy and even happier about the food. You're getting day care food now, which means a lot of different finger foods, which you love. In fact, so far, you've eaten everything we've given you as long as you get to feed it to yourself. Even dreaded peas are fine as long as we don't try to spoon feed them to you!

The weather around here is getting nicer out, it's even going to be in the mid 70's this week. Your father and I are going to do some work in the back yard soon to get it closer to being able to be used. I can't wait to get out of the house with you this summer, and take you to all the amazing places here. There is so much for you to explore! 

I love you munchkin! Here's hoping for another quiet week!

You and your protector