fourteen

dear grace,
i can feel your front top teeths coming in! if it weren't painful for you i'd be more excited. you like to chew on my finger and anything else you can get to your mouth and if i leave you alone on your back you turn magically like a sundial and i'm not sure how you do it...you wore yourself out tonight in your whale bathtub which you are almost getting too big for! you are a LONG TALL DRINK OF WATER. and people ask me all the time if you are a boy. i feel bad because you got that from me, but usually i can just point to your outfit and say- hello? it's pink or purple. although i try to get you in neutral colors because they are pretty on your skin. we are back to swaddling you, last night after trying to put you down six times and you hitting yourself in the face trying to suck on your thumb i gave in and tied you up with a blanket. after that you went riiiight to sleep. you are still favoring your left hand and you seem to think that if you kick like crazy you can get your fingers around things you see around you. your dad tried to get me to let him ride my old bike to a temple interview in a brand new suit. just because he did it in africa doesnt mean he has to in orem! i told him to drive the car since we are NOT going to buy him a new 700 dollar suit. he has crazy ideas sometimes... you and me will have to keep him on the earth's surface. and he thinks IM crazy because i tell him NO! i guess i'm the only one who ever has. i love watching you sleep but i have to go downstairs and lose all the baby weight i gained with pregnancy. it's painful but i have to do it. i am much happier when i work out. i hope you dont get my knees!
i love you madly honeychild,
mom