Good morning everyone!
It is a cloudy and dreary day here, or at least that's what I heard the TV weatherwoman say this morning. She said it was going to be cloudy, cool, but not as cold as yesterday.
I really don't know what all the fuss is about the weather. Where I am right now it is warm and cozy and just about right. If I only had a little more room, I don't think I would complain at all.
Hopefully, I won't grow up to be a complainer. I hope I'll see the brighter side of life, the good in life, the great things God has made--including me!
My parents keep telling me that I am the greatest gift they have been given. I'm not sure how they can even say that--since they haven't met me yet. But, I believe them because I know they wouldn't lie to me. I hope they will still feel like I am the greatest gift ever after I am born. I'm a little worried about that. I hear that babies like to cry a lot and don't always sleep as much as their parents want them to, and go through tons of diapers a day. I can't imagine having to even wear a diaper!
I did hear Daddy saying the other day that there's a trend among some new parents where they are trying to potty train their babies at birth, rather than waiting for them to get older. Who has ever heard of such! If my parents tried to do that to me I'd be afraid I might fall into the potty! After all, parents need something to look forward to when their babies are about two years old--well, other than the "Terrible Twos" I keep hearing about.
So, Mommy and Daddy, bring the diapers on! I'll do my best not to complain about them or cry when you change me. I'll try really, really, really, really hard. Just for you!
Love,
Evan
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