dear pratt.

dear pratt,

i have said it a million times, but i feel like i need it in writing. (again...i know).

you are such a wonderful baby. you were a true champ on the plane to and from chicago. when you grow up, you'll realize that when you're on an airplane, people sort of cringe when they see someone walking down the aisle with a baby.

so yesterday when we sat down behind a woman, sugar leaned up and said, "i promise he won't make a peep. he's the best baby ever."

sugar was right. you refused a bottle during take off which made me worry...but you quickly fell asleep when the plane started moving. you slept for around 45 minutes. you woke for the last 30 minutes, and played with sugar and cookie. you loved being able to stand on cookies lap and see all the people in front of you...and all the people behind you.

when we got off the plane, several people complimented us on our "wonderful baby". you would just smile and giggle.

you were probably most excited when you got home. your daddy missed us so much. i kind of think he might have missed you more than me :) before you came along, he always hugged me first...not anymore. he scooped you up as soon as we pulled up and didn't give you back.

you'll realize all too soon that i worry about everything. our first trip was no exception.

but looking back on it, i realize that i had no reason in the world to worry. you are such a joy to me. thank you for being such a sweet and lovable little man.

i love you more than you will ever know. and i cannot wait until we can go back to chicago...and everywhere else.

mommy.