Thanks, Aunt M

Above, hanging on the 'rents bed, watching Rue de Sesame.

This is a belated thank-you note from Iain to his Auntie Miriam. [Psst! I left you a message - call me!]

Before Iain was even borned, M volunteered (ok, The Mom made her do it) to pick up Iain's crib from IKEA and drive it from DC to Kentucky. Look, she was coming through anyway. What?

Auntie M is a champion shopper. She also has superior skills in the Home Furnishings and Bedding departments. It's genetic. So when confronted with the wonderland of delight that is IKEA, she picked up a lot more than a crib and mattress. She got Iain a comforter, sheets, curtains, etc. etc.

For a long time, he couldn't use them. You know, babies under a certain age can't have a blankie, then it was summer, blah blah blah. But it is now:

1. Winter (and cold!)
2. Age-appropriate for him to have a blankie, pillow and sheets plus teddies in the bed
3. Winter.

So Iain is enjoying toasty warm flannel sheets courtesy of Aunt M. And he appreciates all that extra stuff very, very much. So he wants to thank Aunt M. for her generosity and thoughtfulness. He's in there drooling gratefully right now.