Our Judah is one! ONE! Every sentence I begin sounds foolish and cliche about how I can't believe it...and he's so amazing...I miss him when he sleeps...etc. But it's all very true. And it would be unfair to write about him without including some of those thoughts. I just can't figure out a way to convey all these twisty, warm and fuzzy, unreal and quite dreamy ways I feel when I think about he and John Jay. Oh well, I tried. You'll just have to take my vague word for it.
I made him a Mama and Baby marsupial owl set for his birthday. I know, I know. Owls aren't marsupials. But look how cute!
I'm sure I enjoy their adorableness a lot more than he will...and Mama's pouch will probably be filled with bugs and frogs one day, but that's okay. It's his to "personalize" however he chooses. Just remind me I said that when I find a roach or spider in there.
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Pops thinks the owl must have bred with a feline... has a freaky cat look! Of course, I think they are adorable.
We are proud of the song you did for Judah's birthday. Don't forget that Gran turns 50 this year, Pops 55 - we are already imagining the tune!
Love you!
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