A Letter from the Penguin

Dear Mom, Dad and Big Brother:

I know that you guys are all super heroes. I really look forward to becoming a super hero myself. Mom, I know that you tell me you want me to be a Sleeping Hero, and I'll consider it. You guys are Math, Bug and Friendly Heroes. You talked to a Realtor and I want you to realize what they said. It's not very likely to find a home and close on it in less than 45 days. To think that you can move into a house in 30 days, before I get too big in your tummy Mom is just not very likely.

Now, you can still press ahead and try and get a home, but you all will have to be Moving Heroes. Especially you Mom, because you'll be carrying around a big baby who will kick you if you try to squash him with a box and kick you if you try to lift too heavy of a box.

The other option is to wait until I'm about 3 months old, in January to start looking for a house. You have time to look around and see if this is what you really want. You'll get to live in a neighborhood with lots of friends for the Friendly Hero, my big brother. And if I come before Grandma gets here, there are lots of people to help out with both of us. I personally like that option, and I know it's growing on you Mom.

So continue in being the Heroic people I know you are, who are Math, Bug and Friendly Heroes, not Moving Heroes.

All my love,
Penguin

P.S. Yes, Dad, I do hear you telling me not to stay in late to make Mom uncomfortable. I'll keep that in mind, but I really like lurking in Mom's tummy. If in October the outside world is more appealing than lurking I'll make an appearance.

P.P.S. Big Brother, Friendly Hero, I don't really like it when you give me hugs. It's already pretty tight in Mom's tummy, without you squishing in and trying to show me how big you are.