Our Dear, Sweet Boy,
As I write this letter, I am 35 weeks pregnant. That means it’s just a matter of weeks until you leave the safety of my belly to come into this crazy world. Do you know how excited your dad and I are to meet you? We talk about you every day and dream about what you’re like. We wonder if you’ll have blonde hair and blue eyes like so many people in our family, or if you’ll surprise us and crack us up with a head full of strawberry blonde hair like I had as a baby. We wonder if you’ll love sports or music, if you’ll love reading and language like your mama, if you’ll grow up a Duke fan like your daddy or if you’ll just love all things Kansas City.