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9 Months December 5, 2008

Filed under: Dear Cass — familydunn @ 2:32 am

Sweet Baby Cass,

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You are the reason I get up in the morning. 

No.  Really.  You are the reason I get up.  What with the crying and the screaming.  And how come your Daddy always throws you in the bed with me when you’ve got a runny nose!  You both know it’s the one thing I don’t do well.  Throw up on me, just don’t make me touch your snot.  Cause that’s gross. 

By the way, when in the world did you have time to become 9 whole months old? 

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Ignore the background, Cass.  When you’re older and you read through these and you say, “Mama, hadn’t you guys lived in that house for like 5 months by that time?”  That’s when I’ll have to remind you that you’re never too old for a whoopin’.  Never.  I promise we have finally completely finished unpacking.  Almost. 

And also, why are you such a snaggle tooth?  I love to see your smile when you show off your top teeth.  Don’t worry, Baby.  Mommy and Daddy are gonna get you braces.  Hopefully.  Maybe. If we can afford it.  But then if we can’t we’ll just get you lots of extra candy. 

That’s right, it’s all or nothin’ here in the Dunn house.  And also cause candy is cheap.

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Your Daddy started feeding you pecan twirls.  I didn’t have the heart to tell him that he’s not supposed to give you nuts, because he’s got such a good heart and I hate to hurt his feelings.  It didn’t seem to bother you.  In fact, when you see him with a pecan twirl you now stalk your Daddy with the tenacity of Adnan chasing Britney.  Not so quiet resolve.  It’ll get you far.  Now Daddy is your new BFF and I’ve been left in the sidelines with the breastmilk.  So much for sacrificial love.  If I’d have only known the key to your heart was Little Debbie it would have saved me so much.  Time.  Money.  Bra sizes. 

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Cass, I have something else to tell you.

You are also the reason I SLEEP THROUGH THE NIGHT!

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Yes!  Yes yes yes!  You’ve slept through the night on two different occasions now and they were both lovely occasions.  The morning you woke up at 7:15 I was so happy I was ready to get you a bouquet of roses and a tiera.  I didn’t have either of those things so Dad and I just took pictures of you crying while wearing your new hat.  Cause we’re all or nothing, remember?

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You don’t like your hats, but I make you wear them because they’re cute.  And also because it’s windy outside and I want your ears covered.  But mostly because they’re cute. 

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Daddy’s been playing with the Polaroid this month. 

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I like the way the pictures make you look.  Very vintage.  Looks like the photos of when I was kid.  Only my parents didn’t relish in taking my picture while I was crying.  In fact, if your Gamma did end up with any pictures of me crying she probably burned them.  She’s not afraid to tamper with evidence, Cass.  She’ll alter the course of history to suit you.  And maybe that’s why she is still the only person you’ll chose over me. 

However, you’ve got a new found independence.  Like when I take you to the nursery at church and you immediately try to find a way out of my arms onto the floor where you can crawl around and play with the other kids.  By “play” of course I mean “dominate”.  Apparently you’re pretty good in the nursery.  You must have secret powers over the people who keep you in there.  Either that or they feed you endless amounts of pecan twirls and you’ve offered your undying love and affection. 

Your new independence came coupled with great mobility.  You are really on the go these days.  You don’t want me to hold you as much, which I thought would give me freedom to clean and cook and do all my domestic duties.  But instead I have less time because you’re always finding a small thing to put in your mouth or a book to rip apart or a cat to beat up. 

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Cassidy, can I tell you again how you changed my life?  I love you so much.  I can’t wait to see you change into the woman you’re becoming.  You’re such a joy and a blessing.

But I’d pout too if my mama caught me with that mess.

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Love, Mama

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5 Responses to “9 Months”

  1. Great post, Kristen! I love it. It made me laugh several times. Cassidy is going to love your monthly letters to her when she gets older.

  2. Oh and HOORAY FOR SLEEPING THROUGH THE NIGHT!!

  3. familydunn Says:

    Thank you, Ashley. She’s not sleeping through the night every night, but when she does it’s so nice. I didn’t do anything different. One night she just didn’t wake up. I got up and checked on her 3 times because I was so paranoid. But the next time she did it I just slept utnil she woke up at 5:30 – which unfortunately is her normal time to get up – but I’ll take it if I can sleep for 7 hours straight!

  4. Leah Says:

    Once again….I love the crying pics! We take them too! Sounds like you guys are having fun! Maybe all that crawling and mess making are wearing her out just enough to sleep all night! Yay!

  5. familydunn Says:

    Seriously, Leah. Cass doesn’t cry that much, but we probably have as many sad pictures as happy ones. I don’t know what it is about the crying pictures. She’s just so unrestrained with her facial expressions…It’s awesome.


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