Dear Chelsea,
Today marks your one month arrival into this world. This has been a month full of your cries, and our joys. Your mom and I have striven our every effort to beg for a smile on your face, even just a smirk. Yet you often just gave us a look, the look that you have not properly trained us enough, and we ought to strive harder. We concur.
This has been the longest month, where your mom has spent almost all waking minutes attending your each and every need (i.e. milk, milK, MILK, MILKKKKKK!!!). This has been the shortest month, where your eyes just haven't opened long enough for everyone to adore at. This has been a month with no shortage of doubts, worries, breakdowns, and eye-bags. Yet this has indeed the most wonderful month, where your mom and I would not have spent it any other way; we genuinely cannot say the same for many previous months in the past, but look forward to saying this for each and all coming ones in the future.
Your always humble servant & occasional father
p.s. photo is Chelsea posting for Yoshitomo Nara, or more commonly referred to as "the look."
