Week 2

Dear Zayde,

This week I learned that daytime is when the sun is shining, and nighttime is when the sky is dark.  (The sun is a big yellow circle in the sky, but you probably knew that already.)  Mommy and Daddy seem to be in much better moods during the daytime, but I don't understand why.  I hope I can figure it out soon because I learned that they get very cranky at night, just about the time that I would really like to spend some quality time playing and being fed every two hours.  Maybe I can persuade them to take more naps during the day like I do so they can stay up later at night.

On Saturday, I learned that there are people and places outside our house.  Mommy, Daddy, and Grandma put me in a four-wheeled open-air vehicle that let me observe what they called our "neighborhood."  I learned that trees are tall green things and have leaves that sway in the wind.  I learned that wind is kind of cold but feels lovely and refreshing.  I was particularly intrigued by the people playing outside.  They weren't as big as Mommy and Daddy, but they weren't as small as I am, either.  They were about the size of the blonde boy that held me in the hospital.  I think someone said he is my cousin, but the people playing outside aren't my cousins.  I'm going to need to conduct some more research before I can categorize this new type of people.

On Sunday I learned that I have a Saba in Israel because he called Daddy to say hello.  I'm going to meet him in a few weeks.  He is Daddy's Daddy, which I assume means that everyone has a Daddy.  I heard my Mommy call my Grandma "Mom," so maybe everyone has a Mommy, too.  I hope that's true because having a Mommy and Daddy is rather wonderful.  On our walk today, we met the family that lives next door.  They have two of those smaller people, and one of them was wearing a diaper just like I do.  Mommy said I get to play with these mini-people when I get bigger, whatever that means.

This week I also learned that Daddy is a lawyer.  That means he wears nice clothes and a long piece of cloth around his neck, like a burp cloth but longer and thinner.  He leaves the house in the mornings and returns after the sun has disappeared.  Daddy told me that I can grow up to be anything that I want, but that he strongly suggests I don't go to law school.  I don't know what he's talking about, but he seemed adamant, so I will try to follow this advice.

I now know what a pediatric surgeon is, and I'm not impressed.  A pediatric surgeon is someone who holds you down, opens your mouth, and cuts something under your tongue.  How could there be such mean people in the world?  I know Mommy and Daddy didn't like her, either, because Mommy held her breath the whole time, and Daddy was so upset he shed a few tears.  On an unrelated note, I've noticed that I'm swallowing a lot more milk every time I eat.

It's been an exciting week, indeed, and I predict that next week will be even more of an adventure.  Saftah mentioned something about latkes, whatever those are, and Mommy said it's time to get out the menorahs.  I hope this has something to do with eating because I have learned that the best part of being awake is when Mommy feeds me.  The big people seem to enjoy putting things in their mouths, too.

Until next week,
Z