Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Our Little Angel

The other day we took you out for a wonderful organic and raw lunch.
As is often the case at restaurants hippie enough to serve raw and live dishes, the conversation naturally went to extraterrestrial life and other realms of existence. And with agreement that there are all kinds of little understood forms and stages of life, it was easy to come to the conclusion that you, little Rai, are a little soul from another realm, an angel.
When we took a photo of you with some of your angel friends, you seemed to disagree about our observations. In fact, you toughened yourself up and ended up looking kind of like a Russian gangster (just watch the movie 'The Code' to see what we're talking about). Now, when your Mom looks at this photo she gets a little worried that your future may include employment with the mafia. Later, wearing your little straight jacket-esque sleep wrap, you once again looked unquestionably like a little angel with wings spread wide. Not to worry, Mom!

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