Yesterday on our way to the hospital to meet you, your 3 older brothers had an interesting conversation. First, Vander informed Hudson that after Vander dies, Huddy will die two years later. And then two years after that, Logan will die. And two years later? You, Lincoln. You will be next, according to Vander’s logic. So yes, on your day of birth, we were already talking about your death. Morbid, I know. If it makes you feel any better they decided I would be in heaven long before that. And for the record, it’s my job to reserve a giant field in heaven so we have space for a huge game of tag.
The boys also talked about what they plan on teaching you. They’ve already sorted out who will teach you to snap, swim under water, play freeze tag, and do bottom droppers on the trampoline. All the essentials. Continue reading