Dear Jack,
In case we forgot to tell you, we’re ready. We have diapers (enough for a month or two), and a bassinet (with custom-made-just-for-you-sheets!), a few lasagnas frozen for dinner ready to go in the freezer, and our hospital bag is packed and waiting by the door (with a loaded ipod and nilla wafers!). Please feel free to move in with us anytime. Your Dad is eager to meet you and take the time off of work, and we’ve got both sets of grandparents coming to meet you. Please don’t be late.

Love,
Mama.

p.s. If you could make your entrance into this world easy and pleasant (and generally fast), I’ll let you go out with Dad on the motorcycle as soon as he thinks you’re ready (which will be all too soon, even if you are 32 at the time).

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