So, this is it. The last letter (I think). It's by purpleangel87, and I love it so so much. I hope you all do to! Enjoy! (:
Dear Shane Junior,
I am trying my hardest to convince your mother that Shane Junior is what we should name you. Actually, my first choice was Midget but your mother said she would divorce me if I tried that. Honestly, it's not my fault you're tiny.
If I'm completely honest with you, (and don't you dare tell your mother I ever said this,) but you terrify me. You are only tiny but I have never been more scared of anything in my entire life. There are so many things that could go wrong, not even just before you are born, but especially after. What if I drop you? What if you get hurt? What if I don't know how to look after you? I'm so scared that I'll mess this up. I don't want to be a bad parent.
Parent. It's still hard to believe I'm going to be a dad. When Mitchie told me, I think she had to throw a glass of water on me to get me out of the shock. Seriously though, why do people think water is the only way to go? I think Uncle Brown has been giving Mitchie a few tips. Don't these people know water messes up my hair?
I wonder whether you will be as obsessed about your hair as I am. Even though I am terrified, I can't wait until you are born. To finally be able to hold you in my arms after nine months of waiting. I can't wait to hear you laugh for the first time, or to watch you take your first steps. I can't wait to teach you how to ride a bike, take you to your first concert and buy you your first car, and I'm going to savour each and every moment.
Man, you ever tell your mother I was this sappy, and I might just have to ground you. For life.
Six months, Midget.
Can't wait.
From Shane, I mean, Your Dad.
PS. Your mother wants to name you Alex, short for Alexander. What kind of name is that?