A letter to my unborn son on the eve of the new year
Dear Baby,
Get out. Get out get out get out get out get out get out get out getoutgetoutgetoutgetoutgetout.
Love,
Mommy
Dear Baby,
Get out. Get out get out get out get out get out get out get out getoutgetoutgetoutgetoutgetout.
Love,
Mommy
And before midnight, little man, so mom and dad can get a tax break.
Oh-so heartfelt, as all your letters to your little ones are! Baby boy better take it seriously and do as mama says!
Happy New Year!
Ha!
I’d listen to her, kid.