Friday, July 24, 2009

Bruiser

Dear Lily,
Before you were born Aunt Heidi sent you this adorable security blanket in
the shape of a gentle lamb.  I have been insistant that you fall in
love with this lamb, so every time we leave the house I make sure you
have it.  Now that you can grasp things, you seem to really like holding
him and I think my plan is working.  Daddy and I had a hard time
calling it your Lamb.  During a discussion to find the perfect name one
of us suggested Bruiser (which is probably the most ridiculous name
for a lamb). Anyhow, the name stuck and now we are always looking for
Bruiser.  And that, Lily, is your first lesson in irony.
Love, 
Mom

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