Dear Jub-Jub,
Four months and what a long and arduous four months its been. This month you started laughing. Only at my jokes of course. Your mother says you are eating Softimas Prime yet I have yet to witness this. I plan on ordering you another one so you have one to last you well into your teenage years. You no longer cry in the carseat so now I get to sit in the front of the car like a big boy again. The other day I got the first taste of what you will be doing with all of my electronics when you got a hold on my headphones and pulled as hard as you could. While they were still on my head. Now I must go and devise a way to keep your future peanut butter fingers out of my XBOX.
LOVE Dad
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