Our friend Preston - yes, the one of our nine "best men" who was too ill to stand for extended periods of time at our wedding, which we all thought was quite hilarious - e-mailed us today. I enjoyed a hearty laugh from reading his thoughts to us, and felt they were too good to keep to ourselves. The entire contents of his e-mail are below:
Congratulations on finally making people. I know you have been trying for a while, and I am happy for you both. I can't wait to find out who the father is.
P.S. I know the enthusiasm is supposed to be saved until after the twelfth week, but "I'm not quite happy for you yet," didn't sound right.
Thanks, Preston. You're right - there's probably a reason why Hallmark doesn't make a card of that genre.
And, we received a beautiful card with a picture of a stroller on it from our friend Sturk. Inside she had written "A poem for the new baby" which is included in full text below.
Dear Baby Chester,
How long we've waited for you,
Everyone can now rejoice,
The Sylvestieus will be singing "goo-goo"
My hopes and visions are simple,
After the laughs and giggles you bring,
A promise of your dad's big nose
And your very own beading talent
to make a festive nose ring!
Followed by an e-mail from my Grampa, who also felt moved to compose a few lines:
He said "it could be a Rap Song"
Chester Sylvester
Like his Dad
Is a jester........................
AHHH feel the love.
Thanks everyone :)
I'm also including a sweet picture of us taken last summer to demonstrate that the odds might be stacked against Chester in the nose department. I think I have my own contribution to make!
Okay - we're headed to have dinner with my FMILAFGOOB and FFILAFGOOB for FF's birthday. Once we give the card that Nate made for his father, I'll include the text in the next post. It's precious. A Nate classic.
Nicky and Nate
8 weeks 2 days
not that we're counting
