As we wrapped Posey up and put her to bed tonight, two little purple socks fell out of her swaddle-sack. “One day,” Beef said, “she won’t even remember that we used to put little purple socks on her.”

Dear Pie,

You have the Fastest Feet in the West. You wiggle and squiggle them all day long, every single day. Also, your feet stink, even though you don’t wear dirty old gym shoes yet. You have Little Purple Socks to keep them warm, and sometimes, the very best, most wonderful thing your daddy or I do in an entire day is put them on you, over and over again, no matter how many times you kick them off. We will always be there to put on your Little Purple Socks.