How did this happen? Nine months old-- two bottom teeth, crawling, smiling, getting up and standing in your crib?
|You like being fed our food at the table|
|Your dad still loves to kiss you|
|Pulling yourself up and playing with your new airplane|
|Just as handsome sitting down in the Captain Cook Hotel|
|I think mom is trying to make fun of you|
But you are a champ - and we are a family. You travel with us- you eat from our table, and like the Alaskan that you are: your first meats-- fresh Alaskan Salmon and fresh Alaskan halibut. You love them both. And your skill at picking things up and putting them in your mouth gets better daily.
Your mom and I love this-- Team Simpson