A letter to Papa Bear

Good morning, Papa Bear!

I'm sorry I cried so much last night. I was just uncomfortable and needed some assistance. But you seemed to sleep through it okay, so I hope you're not too tired today.

Mama Bear says you "bring home the bacon." I don't know what that means quite yet, but she says it enables her to stay home and take care of me. We have lots of fun together! Even when I give her a lot of poopy diapers, she praises me with, "Good job, Selah Bella!" or "What a good girl!" Sometimes I smile back, and sometimes I stare at the pink flower on my changing table. I don't even get in trouble for spitting up on her! Maybe she's getting me back with Tummy Time...

This is my friend Olivia. I met her last week. She makes funny noises and even carries around a mirror. Some say that's vain, but I don't have an opinion on that because I'm not too fascinated by the shiny object yet.

Daddy, I miss you when you're at work. When Mommy puts you on speaker phone, I recognize your voice but I can't see you. I'm so glad you can come home earlier than most other daddies. What should we do when you come home today? I'll start off by telling you about my day, as we usually do, and then let's do something fun! You might have to change my diaper first though.

Thank you for being a wonderful daddy. Mommy and I think you're swell. :)

Love,
Little Bear aka Selah Bella