dear little berrang bean.
hi! welcome to 2011. i suppose you're being born this year, so that's cool. way to bring awesomeness into an otherwise hum-drum year. except for that i turn 28 this year, and i heard that's a pretty good age. you'll understand when you're older than..well, a fetus.
so this new years eve, i celebrated with your mom and dad. your mom actually made it all the way to midnight! i was really proud of her. your daddy went and picked up sandwiches from our favorite restuarant for us, the meatball shop. so i guess you ate that too. meatball smash+broccoli. mmmmmm. is it your favorite restaurant too? we watched dick clark's rockin' new years eve. you know, by the time you're old enough to read this you may be like...who?? but he has hosted new years eve in NY almost every year since 1972. what are the 1900s you ask? i'll tell you sometime...
at midnight, your daddy popped champagne for him and i, while your mommy sipped on apple cider. we all ate strawberries and wore glittery hats and it was all in all a good time. next year you'll wear a glittery hat of your own! so crazy to think about.
how are things in the womb? yeah? eddie talks to you a lot, can you hear him? i'm sure you're getting plenty of good food and awesome music from your parents. do you like built to spill yet? i guess we should ease into it...some raffi, maybe some babysongs. wheels on the bus? that was a favorite of mine.
well, i'm at work right now so i probably should go. i'm seeing you later this week for your mom's famous risotto. yes, eating again. you'll fit right in when you're born.
can't wait to meet you. i love you.
auntie mc.
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