
You are a troublemaker already. Tucked inside C's belly, kicking and punching and turning somersaults, keeping her in NYC while the rest of us are fly-fishing miles away. And we wish your Mommy and Daddy were here with us now, catching fish, taking in the views, eating cheese curds.
But I think ahead to next year. You will be almost one. I can see you now - bright blue eyes, a mini-mess of blond hair, a vast and undeniable smile, stumbling around on that old wooden porch, reaching for your Daddy's rods. Playing with your cousins.
You better stay cozy in that belly until I come home.
Insecurely yours,
Aunt Aidan
Wow, I should know better than to read this at work! The letters to two of my three major men have me fighting back tears at my desk -- I have never been so sad and excited at the same time. Wishing I were there with you all and hoping there's a good hatch in Dad's honor ...
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