Astrid 11 Months…

Dear Astrid,

It is so bloody hot here and now I have this hot, sticky, cranky baby plastered on my hot, sticky, cranky body and it is taking me a land that I like to call crazy. Crazy with a capital C and that doesn’t rhyme with A – so stop it…seriously.

Let’s start practicing respect for personal space in this heat. mkay?  Mommy is hot. and cranky. and crazy.  You can just watch me sweat from across the room instead of touching my sweat with your sticky baby hands with sharp nails.

We can bond again when the heat breaks.

You are pretty black and white my friend, so let me just list your likes and dislikes so I can bring them up with you graduate college, shall we?

Likes – fruit, your sisters, cool water, dumping drinks upside down and rubbing them into the carpet, throwing food on the ground, gravity in general, pinching my legs causing me to scream, pulling all the books off of the shelf, diving down the stairs, drinking hairspray, putting your sister’s underwear on your head, spitting, eating chalk, and pulling the cats hair – causing him to bite you(which you don’t like) and then you scream and cry and he lays by you again and you pull his hair AGAIN and he bites you AGAIN and then you cry and then he lays by you again and you pull his hair AGAIN and he bites you and you cry – rinse, lather, repeat 50 times per day – just STOP okay – you 2 drive me nuts!

Dislikes – strange people, most people, pretty much any people, sitting in your car seat, sitting in your highchair, sitting still, sitting in your stroller, not being able to do everything your sisters can do, laying in your bed, sleeping, eating bread, when the cat bites you after you pull his hair(see above), getting your picture taken, wearing clothing, coffee, loud noises and people – did I mention people?

30 days until I have a one year old. That is what mommy dislikes.  Stay my whiny, cranky, crazy baby just a wee bit longer okay?  Just don’t touch me when I am hot.

Love you,

Mom