38/40 Weeks (Measuring like a baby elephant)
Dear Little George,
38 weeks! You're good enough, you're smart enough, and doggone it, people like you. More importantly, you're done cooking.
My pressing assignments at work this week (the final week of my project) were given to someone else. No one wants me to start but not finish and you are big enough to scare anyone away from giving me new work. There is much to do but the stress of deadlines is gone. You can come out now, it's ok. Really. Don't be shy. Apparently all you do at this point is accumulate fat. I offer you some of mine; I have enough to share.
Want to see what your brother's first week was like?
Not so bad.
Love,
Mama