Son,
Its been just a little over 8 weeks since you were born. I still cannot believe I am a father. I remember every detail big or small in reference to the day you were born and it is something I will never, ever forget.
Earlier tonight the song "
Dance with My Father" by Luther Vandross was came on and I danced with you in my arms. You seemed to enjoy it since you were smiling nonstop. Your mom smiled and chuckled. She loves that song too because it has a very deep meaning for her and Grandpa Gilbert.
As I am writing this letter, it is about 3:30 am, and I was finally able to put you to sleep. Your mother is in our bedroom studying for a test she has in a week. I am caring for you through the nights so she can study and get well rested for her classes in the morning. I am so proud of your mom, she is not procrastinating and is studying well in advance.
As you get older we both will teach you to finish your work ahead a time and don't be lazy. Mason, please do not wait until the last minute to finish your assignments. If you take this advice you will feel a lot better about your work and will not be as stressed out.
Love,
Dad
