Friday, July 30, 2010
Your first mail
You received your first letter in the mail today. It's your Social Security card. It was weird to open the mail box and find a letter addressed to you. You have your own card, with your own number. They neglected to mention that the number belonged to the cutest baby.
Aunt Gaia visits Zoe
Little Zoe,
Your Aunt Gaia from NYC is here to see you. We are changing your diapers together, and taking you around town. You like being in the car. But it's so hot that you get all lethargic when we sit outdoors.
Your Aunt Gaia from NYC is here to see you. We are changing your diapers together, and taking you around town. You like being in the car. But it's so hot that you get all lethargic when we sit outdoors.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Birth and Purpose
Little Zoe,
This blog is an account of your life until your memory kicks in, so you satisfy your curiosity about your beginning. It's also for your family that lives away, so they can follow your growth.
I wondered if there were evolutionary reasons why we forget early memories, and whether I'd be doing harm by enabling you to know your beginning. On the other hand, I thought of the capacity of mankind to come up with crazy theories of origin in absence of facts, and decided to move forward.
Now that I've set the purpose of this blog, let me try to set your purpose: You are here to entertain us. Given the amount of poopy diapers, random cries, and sleepless nights, it might be hard to believe that you can fulfill this purpose. Your incredible cuteness, funny facial expressions, struggles with invisible forces, watching you fall asleep, and waiting for you to open your eyes compensate for all. Your other purposes are to help us get out of ourselves and create something wonderful that surpasses us both, to walk us through the life stages rather than repeat the days, and give us a sense of purpose and fulfillment as you develop a mind of your own.
Your purpose for yourself is to become the best you can be, with and against our guidance, and to get over our mistakes, and move on to be happy.
Kisssss
Mommy.
This blog is an account of your life until your memory kicks in, so you satisfy your curiosity about your beginning. It's also for your family that lives away, so they can follow your growth.
I wondered if there were evolutionary reasons why we forget early memories, and whether I'd be doing harm by enabling you to know your beginning. On the other hand, I thought of the capacity of mankind to come up with crazy theories of origin in absence of facts, and decided to move forward.
Now that I've set the purpose of this blog, let me try to set your purpose: You are here to entertain us. Given the amount of poopy diapers, random cries, and sleepless nights, it might be hard to believe that you can fulfill this purpose. Your incredible cuteness, funny facial expressions, struggles with invisible forces, watching you fall asleep, and waiting for you to open your eyes compensate for all. Your other purposes are to help us get out of ourselves and create something wonderful that surpasses us both, to walk us through the life stages rather than repeat the days, and give us a sense of purpose and fulfillment as you develop a mind of your own.
Your purpose for yourself is to become the best you can be, with and against our guidance, and to get over our mistakes, and move on to be happy.
Kisssss
Mommy.
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