Hold the phone. Where did the baby go?

CAMP, your doings are less like a baby and more like a toddler and little girl. It’s fun.

We went to a neighbor’s Robbie Burns Night on January 25th to celebrate the life and works of the famous Scottish Poet. You tried haggis and had several spoonfuls of it. Then, when the bagpiper came, you stood in the middle of the room, just feet from the wailing piper, and danced. The guests were impressed.

On President’s Day, your cousins Nate and Avery visited. Grammy and Grandpa were also there, so we spent the day coloring, hiding in a box and giving rides in the box, and playing at the park sandbox.

Grammy and Grandpa helped us out with unpacking boxes in our new house and taking care of you when Mommy and I had to work. Grandpa installed three baby gates to keep you safe from the stairs. They taught you what the drill says…..”Zzzzzzzzz.” They also know that Mommy and I weren’t making things up when we told them to keep you away from the dog food!

When we have the opportunity to all eat together, you like participating in the “Cheers” clinking of our glasses. And when we say something is, “hot,” you purse your lips and blow to cool it off.

What I enjoy the most about you right now is your dancing. When any music is on, you stand and sway back and forth, doing the baby dance. That doesn’t mean you are limited in your moves, though. If you are in your chair eating, sometimes you just swing your one arm to the music while you eat mac and cheese or yogurt with the other arm. You love to dance.

The kid we know who is so busy

Dances around ’till she’s dizzy

Be it sausage or kibble

On both she will nibble

And in diapers still she goes whizzie.

Love, Daddy