Dear Son
At twelve weeks, you amaze me with your anticipation as i gently pull your arms up to a sitting position and onto standing upright with both your feet firmly on the surface.
Aunty Mary says you will be a strong and handsome independent boy. The handsomeness belongs to papa.
Dont get too big-headed, compliments are free.
You're are also cooing much more now. Is this going to be end of the tranquility in the house?
Ha.
Come, let's pray for the people around us - that this assuming inherited character of mine will somehow work out for the better of you :)
Love,
Your MAMA
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