Dear Reese,
I wish I had gotten the perfect picture of you intentionally diving belly first into the ball pool, full submersion. I am a few seconds of fumbling for my phone late, but it is adorable. A few minutes later, all the balls are scattered across the room, and the pool is upside down on your head.
You are so much fun, darling.
Your Aunt Jenn comes to hang out with us tonight. She joins us for your bedtime routine and reads you two books while you have your nighttime bottle. Then I sit with her on the couch, eating puppy chow and chatting while you snooze on the baby monitor. She has cherry juice, and I sip a measured pour of whiskey — just a little.
Having her live so close by is surreal. A casual Friday night hang with one of my best friends, where we can both sleep in our own homes at the end of the night, is the dream for this stage of adulting.
May you someday have friends as good as your Aunt Jenn.
Love,
Mama
🥹🥹🥹 oh my whole heart ❤️❤️❤️❤️