Squirming and Kicking

Tonight, right after your Aunt Nicole got in from Texas, your mom felt you kick. She said it felt like getting flicked in the belly.

A couple weeks ago we heard you in the womb for the first time and you were moving around a lot. And a couple weeks before that, while we were singing “In His Time” on singing night at church, mom felt you for the very first time, fluttering in her stomach.

Page 1 – Working

I fell behind this first week – about to head to Seattle and didn’t get the room, the girl, the blanket, or the curtain finished. Will complete next weekend, along with jumping into pages 2-3.

The text for this page is “The curtains never stay completely shut.”

Welcome

We announced you at church tonight. Stan started to cry as he announced it, it was a special moment.

I want you to know, I’m looking forward to giving you “Rule #5″ as a welcome gift, as in “Welcome to our world.”

Love you,
Dad

Originally written on drywall

Questions are Better than Answers (part 1)

Questions are better than answers
‘Cause answers can open the sky
A dream always starts with a question
Like “what if a person could fly?”

What lives in the depths of the ocean?
What person will I soon become?
What can I do for my mother?
What makes a semi-truck run?

Why do grown people act silly
Right after they share their first kiss?
What does the smile of God look like?
Where do we go after this?

What would our museums look like
If dinosaurs once did ballet?
If you could teach your dog English
What is the first thing he’d say?

What is some other kid doing
In some other part of the world?
What would you think like and feel like?
If you could be that boy or that girl?

Questions can stretch us and grow us
They help us become who we are.
The best of our questions can show us
Our way, like a sailor’s North Star.

Questions are better than answers
‘Cause answers are easy and dull.
So light up the world with your questions,
Some questions themselves are the goal.

Today We Learned There Was You

The day we knew that there was a you
we stared at each other and stared at the sky.

We swam in the pool tonight after we knew
that there was a you.
You were there too
In the pool at our house
As we swam and we dreamed
About all you might be
The night that we knew there was you.

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You’re in the womb now. We have pee stick confirmation.

I don’t know what to tell you – I’m so full of questions about you – are you a boy or a girl or – as your mother has prayed for and is completely certain of it seems: are you twins?

When your mom showed me the confirmation (pee stick) we embraced for awhile and looked at each other in the bathroom mirror, and then we went out to the pool and talked about you. We shared a long prayer about your future, about the kinds of parents we want to be for you, about the kind of home we want you to have, the life we hope you have. We prayed that you would know the kind of love and oneness we have known in each other.

We read from Psalms:

Psalms 127:3-5 Sons are a heritage from the Lord , children a reward from him. Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one’s youth. Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them. They will not be put to shame when they contend with their enemies in the gate.

Psalms 139:13-16 For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.

Good night,
Dad