Dear Jones-
I don’t feel much like writing at the moment, but I don’t have anything else to do except go to the market for produce. You’re napping so obviously that errand will have to wait. Not much has changed with you developmentally. You still pull yourself up on everything, your favorite toys are still your plastic stackable rings, you still “talk” to (more like shout at) people you know or are interested in and you have 2 more teeth working their way through your gums. I have fallen into a good routine with chores and taking care of you, so every day is fairly predictable. We don’t go on many outings, but maybe I prefer it that way.
Some fun things we’ve experienced recently were riding an enormous elephant and touring Ayutthaya by boat with our good friends Breckan and Spencer. You were interested in the elephants, but not scared at all. The lulling motion of the elephant’s stride almost put you to sleep. I was nervous sitting on the cushion so high above the ground, clinging to you and trying not to think about the elephant tipping over. It was just you and I riding the wrinkled beast because dad was out of town.
We have 9 more days in Thailand. I don’t know exactly how I feel about that. I’m happy to return home to see family and friends, but bordering on regret as I wonder if I made the most of this trip. The word “adventure” is used a lot by others in regards to our stay in Thailand, but I just can’t use it myself. Maybe I’m confused about the definition. Alright, I just researched it. ADVENTURE: daring and exciting activity calling for enterprise and enthusiasm. Hmmm. I see white water rafting as an adventure. This trip has been more of a learning experience. I’m not a naturally adventurous person- you’re awake and crying loudly now. I’ll use that as an excuse to stop analyzing and end this entry. Cheers to the last 9 days, whatever they bring.
Love,
Mom








