Dear friends and family,
When daddy read a few Christmas letters out loud to me and mommy, I decided I wasn't going to write one this year. At nine months I just didn't think anything interesting has happened in my life. I didn't get a new job; nobody gave me a raise or a bonus; I'm not building a vacation home or fighting with tenants; and no matter how hard I try, nobody has bought me a new car. I can't even write to tell people how many hundreds of thousands of dollars I lost in the stock market because I didn't have any invested. I dismissed the idea completely until, after reading the last letter, daddy insisted that I should write a letter of my own. Let's see if I have the hang of it.
I think you all know by now that Kaitlyn moved in March. It wasn't as stressful as people make it out to be, but I totally did not even see it coming. One day I was floating blissfully along in my own little world and the next...BAM!, welcome to your new home. The hardest part has been the climate change, it's so much colder here! I'm getting used to it though, and I seem to have no shortage of clothes to keep me warm. Sometimes I change three times a day!
In May Kaitlyn took her first airplane ride. I pooped on the plane. Those bathrooms are pretty tiny and it was funny watching daddy try to maneuver. We had a layover in Dallas. Our destination was sunny California for my baptism. I was baptized at the same church where mommy and daddy got married. After the baptism, we went back to my Nana and Papa's house for a big party. Daddy had to go to the store first and pick up the keg and more guacamole. On his way to get the guacamole though, his friend Chris that he went to high school with picked up the guacamole instead.
Unfortunately, the airplane ride was not so good for Kaitlyn. She had a little cold and by the time everyone arrived back home in San Antonio, the pressure changes on the airplane caused an ear infection. My doctor missed it when I went to see what was wrong and mommy and daddy ended up taking me to the emergency room. We went to the same hospital where I was born. It's a beautiful hospital and everyone there is very nice. We are so lucky to live in such a lavish area. We were back home in less than two hours with our prescription. Mommy and Kaitlyn waited in the car while daddy got the medicine. The pharmacist recognized him from the childbirth classes they took. His baby is doing well.
I had several visitors to San Antonio this year. Shortly after my birthday, both sets of grandparents came to visit me as well as my aunt Shannon. There has been a lot of debate about what my grandparents want me to call them. My mommy's parents are going to be grandma and grandpa. My daddy's parents are confusing. Grandma doesn't like grandma, and grandpa wanted to be called Cozy Bear. Daddy has been calling them Grandma Daisy Nana and Grandpa Cozy Papa in order to cover all the bases. I think we've finally decided on Nana and Papa, although Grandma Daisy Nana still seems a little unsure. I usually just call them both "eeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhh!".
In August, daddy went to Ireland with Nana, Papa, my aunt Shannon and uncle Patrick. They had to bury my Great-Nana. While daddy was gone, Grandma came to stay with mommy and Kaitlyn. We had so much fun! In October, Nana came to visit Kaitlyn with her dad, Great-Grandpa. We had four generations together in our house! I got to paint a pumpkin at the pumpkin patch. Great-Grandpa stayed home and read the paper.
A few weeks ago, my friend got to take a fabulous week-long vacation to Disney World in Florida with her entire family and all of her grandparents. They had a blast and got to see all our friends from Playhouse Disney. They brought me a Minnie Mouse Santa hat. Mickey Mouse Clubhouse is my favorite show. I love to watch it in my big beautiful house. I have three rooms and my very own pink bathroom! Daddy says it's a good thing that I love my house because after his trip to Ireland and mommy being so sick while I was in her tummy, we can't afford to go anywhere for a very long time.
Kaitlyn seems to be a pretty smart little girl because I'm only nine months and I'm already standing up, walking with help, and writing my own Christmas letters. By the time I see Nana and Papa again, I'll probably be walking on my own and talking!
I think that's all, it's been a pretty dull year. I hope to have a more exciting letter for you all next year! Merry Christmas!
Love,
Kaitlyn