Dear Baby Kaitlyn

Hello my little one!
Auntie Snuffy here has been a bad girl.
I have not written to you in......
*count my fingers*
*counts my toes*

Not enough.

*takes Baby Kaitlyn's fingers*
*takes Baby Kaitylyn's toes*

Oh no! That's not enough to count either!
Shall I borrow Mummy Fizzy & Daddy Fluffy's fingers and toes as well?

Mummy Fizzy has done a fantastic job in updating your blog site with so many nice photos of you. Auntie Snuffy is probably the only one who has yet to see you (and a whole lot of other babies) and experience your infamous power lungs. Mummy Fizzy is tempting me with curry (Auntie Snuffy is a pig. Mummy Fizzy is smart. She knows the right way to bribe me - call of the healthy stomach) to go back in October. I'm sure you heard. Uncle Foo-Foo is getting married. You'll probably have a Foofy playmate soon. Yes. SOON. Master the art of giving Uncle Foo-Foo the Joey-knowing-smile whenever he belches out one of his, "NNnooo... no babies" talk. And so Auntie Snuffy predicts again, you WILL have Lil' Foofy as your playmate.

I can't make it back in October but maybe September. What do you think, Baby K (I'm getting lazy to type your name out)? Should I go back? You're my little boss.

"Mum-mum" for yes.
"Ish-Ish" for no.

You're looking good girl. Growing prettier each day. I used to think you were Daddy Fluffy's clone but now, I'm starting to think otherwise. Daddy Fluffy told me you look like Mummy Fizzy as a baby but I have never seen her baby photos so I can't tell. Maybe I will recognise something at a later stage.

You look so nice when you smile! I could not resist the temptation but to save a couple of my favourite photos of you. And in a bored moment of needing a break from number crunching, I decided to do a 'twin' theme collage of the few photos I've selected. Ha! It is going to freak Mummy Fizzy out no doubt. Imagine. Baby-K's anonymous twin perhaps? Mummy Fizzy will definitely flip if that is true.

No doubt you can see which is my absolute favourite pic of you.
Yes.
You and your little teddy...

Before I forget and I am sure Mummy Fizzy will choose to ignore telling you this but please inherit your daddy's mathematical genes and you must aspire to be some accountant or somewhere close to that line. Note : I said ASPIRE, not to actually become one. You see Baby K, life always works out the opposite. So the more you are a number genius, the less likely you will end up suffering in a crummy deadend desk job that binds you to figures.

Remember that little advise aye?

Ok Baby K, auntie Snuffy needs to sign off now. Go easy on the lungs. You're not training to be the next Mariah Carey and God forbid, don't even think about it. Alicia Keys could be nice....

Keep well and let mummy have some rest.

Love,
Auntie Snuffy
(I've come to accept that I've reached the "auntie" stage of life. The coming of age... how depressing!)