Grandson,
Your Momma gave me a book as a gift called "Where the sidewalk ends". It's a book of Poems for kids written by Shel Silverstein. Some stories are funny and some are a bit dark. I read you some the other night while you were spending some time in your jumper. Must have been my monotone voice or lack of reading skill, I don't know. I put you to sleep in no time. I always wondered if it was me that made people yawn when I spoke. Before I was offended by that, but now I consider it a gift.
You will be 4 and a half months old this weekend.
I Love you,
Poppy
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