One Whole Branch Of Your Family Tree

Dear Laney,

Remember a few days ago when Peg Peg wrote a note on here about how there was once a picture taken of the four generations before you? If not, you should be paying better attention to this blog.

Anyhoo, here's the picture she was talking about. You can learn a few things from this image:

1) You come from a long line of amazing women.

2) Your big round head is 100% my fault.

3) Your grandmother used to have TERRIBLE taste in shorts.

Love,

Mom

Not-So-Tough Guy

Dear Laney,

Last night we were watching a not-so-good movie about a man trying to make it to his daughter's wedding. While we were watching it, I said, "You know, Laney will probably get married one day." Your dad responded: "And I will cry."

This is saying a lot because, on average, your dad cries once every three years (and then it's only if we've lost a loved one or had a baby.)

I think it's going to take your dad a long time to get used to the idea that you might grow up one day, so you might want to hold off on getting married until you're at least twenty five.

thirty.

thirty five.

forty.

Love,

Mom

A Birthday Shout Out

...But Sweet Potatoes Are Heaven

Teething is Hell

There once was a baby named Laney
Who wasn't just pretty, but brainy!
She said to her gums
As they gnawed on her thumbs,
"This teething could drive me insaney."

Business in Front, Party In The Back

Dear Laney,

You have been accused by some people - including your Aunt Brynn last night - of sporting the hairstyle known as "The Mullet."

In case you don't know, a "Mullet" is a hairdo preferred by fans of NASCAR, Lynyrd Skynyrd and Alabama Crimson Tide football. And this does NOT describe you.

At least not yet.

Love,

Mom

A New Year, A New Us

Dear Laney,

Happy New Year!

This year, you and I celebrated by going to bed at 6pm. We are PARTY ANIMALS. Your dad at least stayed up until 9 watching football, which makes him slightly cooler than us. About 3 hours cooler.

Your dad and I have decided that we're going to get in shape in 2010, so we busted out the Baby Jogger and took you for a long walk. I'm glad you like it in that thing, because it's going to take a lot of walks to burn off all the deep-fried goodness I've fed your dad over the past few years.

Love,

Mom