Saturday, January 31, 2009

Teeny Tiny Genius

Dear Sonia,

You went for your 9-month check up this week. You are barely breaking the 50 percentile in height and weight. You little pipsqueak.

But, cognitively, you're performing well above age level.

So, the kids might call you shrimp, but you can come up with 10 more clever words than that to call them back!

Love you,

Auntie Karen

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Hi Girly!

Hello my niece,

I'm just writing to say hello and tell you I'm thinking about you. You "called" this morning on Skype and we had a little chat. It was nice to see you. And I'll see you for real on Friday. Yay!

I want you to know that the world is a good place and the people in it are good too. I really believe that, and I live my life with that in the forefront. Occasionally, someone might do something or say something that makes you think otherwise, but the point is that if you are a truth-teller and honest and good, those other people don't matter as much.

Your Nana used to tell me that no matter what I did, that if I could get up in the morning, look in the mirror and like what I saw, everything was okay. I have often repeated that to myself over the years. And I can. Every morning when I look in the mirror, I like what I see. So if you just grow up with that in mind, you can't go wrong.

You are so blessed to have wonderful, kind-hearted parents who love you but who also love each other. That will make it easier for you to be a pure girl. That's one of the reasons that it was easy (and is easy) for me to be.

I love you!

Auntie K

Monday, January 5, 2009

Confusing for a little baby


Dear Sonia,

For Christmas, I got a camera for my computer, so you can see me when we Skype.

We used it for the first time last night.

You were very confused. You looked at your mom, and back at the screen. You refused to laugh or smile at anything I said or did. (Granted, you had a mouthful of avocado and yogurt at the time.)

You looked back at your mom, reached out to grab her, ostensibly to make sure she, at least, was real.

You finally giggled when I made my oinking/snort noise at you.

We'll get the hang of it!

Love,

Auntie K