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Well, my son… you are 22 weeks old! Your mother and I are so proud of all the growing you are doing. And, after waiting for what seemed like forever, I can finally feel you kick around in your momma’s tummy. All that kicking makes me excited to watch you play soccer one day. I am sure you will get “red face” because of all the running but that just means you are playing hard (I get red face too).
Graham, we are going to do so much cool stuff once you make your entrance into the world! I am going to play with you are the time… seriously all the time. I am going to pick you up and hold you in the air and tell you how much I love you. I will carry you a lot until you are big enough to walk. Then, I will hold you hand and we’ll take walks around the neighborhood as a family. Your mom and I will show all the neighborhood dogs and the homes we really like. You will get to watch Den Den sniff everything and bark at other dogs. Oh, and speaking of
Dear Graham,
My name is
Love,
Mom and I are getting your room all ready for you. We go in there a lot to hang out and talk about you. You fill our lives with joy and I want to say thank you for that. Keep doing what you’re doing Graham! You are 1 lb right now -- boo ya!!
Love,
Daddy
