I went through a lot of hacker tricks to hijack this blog, no really, he was logged in and I added myself as an author, so I guess it was not as War Games of me as I first thought, but I digress...
The point of this "blog-jacking", is to wish my husband a Happy Father's Day. We non-verbally decided not to give gifts for Mother's Day and Father's Day (or just were to lazy to do so) since our little one is not here yet, but I wanted him to find little nuggets of my appreciation throughout The Net today(another hacker movie reference, I think I have a problem).
Bawbaw*,
Even though Harper is not here yet, you have surpassed my expectations with how amazing you have been. Your involvement, support, and excitement throughout this pregnancy have shown me how wonderful you will be to our children. I am proud that they will have you as a model of what a man, a husband, and a father should be. I can't wait to see you see our baby for the first time, see you hold her, laugh with her, play with her, teach her and guide her throughout her life. I know she will be raised with a since of self worth and hopefully one day find a man who can fill her daddy's shoes, because she deserves someone to be as wonderful to her as you are to me.
Love,
Bawbaw*
Okay, I have to stop the pregnancy hormones, with all the sweet mushy stuff are giving me the snots. Also, since the theme song to Mission Impossible is playing in my head, I feel the need to hurry and post this before I am caught...
*Side note, we call each other Bawbaw. This is a long and complicated evolution of the pet name baby. You pronounce it as if your were Goat Boy from SNL saying baby....
