It's All Good 03/19/2012
 
Dear Glori Girl...

You're here! 

I have been so anxious to write you again. But you're a lot of work. We've been kind of busy. But in the middle of the busyness your mommy and me have loved hanging out with you, just looking at you, and introducing you to all the people and places that have been waiting for you. We introduced you to your GiGi, Mama Beth, P-Jay, Papa Bill, your uncles and aunts (though some only through daddy's phone), our neighbors, and a lot of our friends. You've already been to our church, my office, Philz Coffee, Town's End, and the Apple Store--and we're just getting started! 

 
 
Glori, 

About a week ago I went to a baby shower. A baby shower is a party all about celebrating a new baby. This one was for you! And I have now officially been to one more shower than you (just saying). 

Since I had never been to one before I had a lot to learn. And when I first got there I was amazed. A room I had been in many times before had been totally transformed. I almost didn't recognize it. Your mommy's friends and mine spent hours decorating the whole place. They made special treats and planned everything just for this special day. They also brought us...I mean you...so many wonderful gifts. We had such a good time celebrating you with all our friends. It was so much fun!
 
 
Dear Soleil,

I remember the first time I met you. You were born at 4:24 am on October 31 last year. When you were born, you cried briefly but not a lot. Your eyes were open and you were already trying to hold your head up to look around. I remember holding you seconds after you were born and just staring at you. You were staring right back. You looked like you were looking for answers. 
 
Your Birth-Day. 01/09/2012
 
Hey Glori,

Okay, so a few days ago your mommy and I went to a really long class. It was all day long. The class was all about your birthday! You are going to love birthdays. Once a year all of your friends come to a party, bring you presents, tell you how much they love you, and your dad will always get a piñata for himself and his friends...they are gonna be awesome! But this very first birthday--sometime next month--is so special that your mom and I needed to learn what it was going to be like way ahead of time. 
 
 
Turner,

Today you turned 1 year old and I am so excited! One year ago today you made me the proudest and happiest I have ever been, you made me a daddy! I still remember sprinting out of the gym from a wrestling match when I received the text that you were here. I don’t think I’ve ever sprinted or have driven so fast...so let’s not tell your GiGi how fast I was driving, ha. 
 
 
Dear Baby Girl,

A name is a big deal. People will call you by your name for a long time. So I thought I'd write you a quick little letter and explain why your mommy and I chose your name. We specially chose it just for you. We've been keeping it a secret for a long time, but recently your mommy and I decided to tell everyone. It is a really special name to us and there is no doubt in my mind that it is perfect for you! Are you ready to hear it? Are you sure?
 
 
Dear Baby Girl,

Your mother and I have been trying to figure out what your middle name should be for awhile. I thought "Jason" sounded pretty cool. Obviously it's a family name, but I don't think that's going to work. My favorite fruit and my favorite article of clothing were both already taken by two celebrity babies so that isn't going to work. Alas your mom and I would have to take some more time to figure it out.
 
When I Heard 12/08/2011
 
Dear Turner, 

When I heard I was going to be a father it was the most joyous moment of my life. I jumped on the couch in one bound to celebrate with my wife. I wanted to do sprints up and down the neighborhood shouting it out. I felt as if I could lift the entire world! Then a month later that world came crashing down. With details I won’t explain (that's not why I'm writing), my wife and I began to have problems. We struggled to the degree she felt she needed to leave me--four months into the pregnancy. The only time I would see her would be in our counseling sessions. Because of all this I wasn't privy to the things that I thought I would experience as a father-to-be. I didn’t get to go to the doctor appointments as I had envisioned so many times. I wasn't there to hold her hand and see the different ultrasounds. I didn't get to learn about the process of pregnancy and childbirth or go to lamas classes or search for the fastest hospital route possible. I wasn’t even there at your birth since I wasn't told until four hours after delivery.