Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Oh Those Adorable Little Arms...

Dear my sweetest baby girl,

Your little arms are so adorable.  Especially when they fight their way out of swaddles and then flail around like an excited dog wagging its tail uncontrollably knocking over everything in sight.  Once they are free, they conjure images of horrible car dealership advertisements or family restaurant grand openings.

My sister loves these things
My favorite part though, is that your arms must be near your face at all times.  It's absolutely precious the way you try to grasp your wubbanub.

This is a Wubbanub and they are the greatest things ever invented.
The only problem is that you're two weeks old.  You have no motor skills.

Oh great, this child is clearly older than 2 weeks and still has flailing arms....
There is a reason that your mommy and daddy tried to keep your arms confined like a mummy and you looking like a burrito for the majority of the time that you have been alive.  You keep removing the wubbanub, which we know you love, from your mouth, and cannot get it back in.  If you could rip it from your mouth more often, especially between the hours of midnight and 5 AM, that would be fantastic. This way mommy and daddy can get loads of exercise getting up from the bed, putting the wubbanub back in your mouth, and then getting back into bed.  Thanks, sweetie, I know you are just looking out for our best interest because you love us so much, but STOP IT!

Love, 

Your very tired but now in better physical shape Dad

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