Letters to Hootoo - Time Flies

It’s been a month since we pulled and pushed you from the comforts of the womb into this world. Literally PULLED and PUSHED. I worked hard, and Dad will retell your birth story on days you choose to get fresh and be naughty. So far, you’ve been neither of those things.

You love to be held, to snuggle, and to sleep at night (and sleep in!) in bed with us. You’re slowing discovering and becoming aware of your surroundings. It’s pretty cool to be audience to. You have the healthy appetite of a hungry hippo, which sometimes makes Dad feel put out. You’ll have to pencil in some serious man time down the road. My little man is super cute; everyone comments that your lips are mine and the rest is Dad, and that you’re already a ladykiller. You’ve started cooing and making new faces, and it’s hilarious. Thanks for that.

Happy one-month birthday. We’re glad you’re here to stay.

xo

You made it.

Letters to Hootoo - Just the Two of Us

It’s my last night with Andy, just the two of us, and there’s something bittersweet about that.