Dear Carolyn,
Today was your first time at church. It was kind of strange for us, because it was so…normal, but so different, too. We sat in the cry room, although you slept soundly through the entire mass. Of course, sitting in the cry room meant that even though we were a teeny bit late it didn’t matter so much. It’s much harder to leave the house at a predictable time with you. Especially when mommy insists on putting you in a pretty dress with frilly socks. (Don’t ask what I wore – everyone wanted to see you, not me!)
After church we went out to brunch. You slept right through that, too. Although, you did that very cute thing where you smile and chuckle in your sleep. What do you dream about that makes you laugh? I wish I knew. Promise you’ll let me in on the joke someday?
Love, Mommy