Dear Boys,
It's your pops. I have to tell you, it definitely sounds strange to be called that, but at the same time so so exciting! I can't tell you how happy I am to get to see you soon, to hold you both in my arms at the same time, to see you smiling at me and me at you. I can't wait for the first time you grasp my pinky; it brings tears to my eyes just thinking about that much joy!
The doctor says you are both doing very well. One of you is 4 1/2 pounds and the other 4 pounds. You have an amazing mother who has been so strong to carry you both for this long and STILL she moves around and helps around the house. I can't wait to see HER face when she holds you for the first time.
Now I'm told one of you pushed the other out of the way to take his place first in line. We need to correct this behavior. Ha-ha! But for the moment it's precious to know that you both are interacting. And I cannot wait to see more interactions between you two.
I have been having dreams about you, and soon enough it will be a reality. You have a long line of family members who are ready to fall in love with you. From great grandparents, to grandparents, to aunts and uncles, to cousins, and more. You are going to be SO loved, and you will grow to be honorable men--men of God.
I love you both!
Dad