Hey buddy,

I can’t believe how big you’re getting, and how quickly you seem to be growing up. You’re stringing together words and thoughts, walking around the house grabbing things from the fridge, and yet it seems like only yesterday you were born. Maybe I especially feel that way today, because this afternoon we went and saw your little sibling for the first time—who you are convinced is a girl.

Sitting in the doctor’s office, watching the little baby move, it made me think of how crazy is that you were that small just about two years ago. Now you’re running around the house cheering, “Go Blazers! Defense! Outside, slide, wheeee!”

When you were that size I was obsessed with learning everything I could about your development, but this time around I’ve been too busy reading and playing with you to see where your sibling is in the process. But I swear, baby No. 2, if you’re reading this, I will not neglect you once you are born, I promise!

At 11 weeks, your future best friend is 2-inches-long, but already had visible arms and legs, and even a little hand full of fingers. Those fingers will undoubtably play a roll in implicating you in some crimes you’ll most likely commit as an older brother, and although those arms will surely deliver you some punches, they eventually offer hugs as well.

When we got home from the appointment I showed you the pictures from the ultrasound and explained that they were pictures of your brother or sister. You took the pictures from my hand, studied them closely, then held the pictures to your chest, “Arlo’s,” you said. Then you handed them back to me.

It’s nice to know your little sibling already has someone looking out for them.

I love you so much, love,

Dad

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