Tim

Hello Eve!

Well, your Mom and Dad went to a class to learn how to have you. It's about time. I am glad they went early, because we are not sure if they passed. I am not sure why it is called "having" a baby. Of all of the adjectives that could be used with regard to childbirth, "having" is not the word I would have selected. Maybe, eruption, explosion, or volcano, but not "having"! Anyway, I am not worried about your Mom. She said today she that wasn't so worried anymore, and that if all of those "sissy" girls could do it, then she could surely handle it. I think Mother Nature takes over (along with some really expensive drugs) for Moms. I just wish I could be a fly on your Dad's shoulder. He has "no idea" what he is in for. The average baby weighs like 6 or 8 pounds. Heck, your Dad has poops bigger than that. Anyway, he's sort of a tough guy, but I promise you will be able to knock him over with a feather after you are "haved" (that's a joke too...your Aunt Erin probably uses that word regularly...E, that is not a word). Just don't scare him too much and try to behave the first few times he holds you. And PS. Make sure that they passed the class! Love, Tim.