Dear Ryker Phillip

I'm going to take you back to the day I found out you were going to be born: August 21, 2010. Let me add that your grandma and I went to Build a Bear and found the perfect bear to get you, his birthday was August 21st. We knew that you would be born then. We were kind of right.

I was helping out with orientation for my school, and I got a call from your daddy saying that you were almost here. I screamed with joy and needed to immediately find a ride to Fargo to meet up with my parents. I would have driven myself, but I had never driven in Fargo and it was night. So instead, a girl who I barely knew offered up a ride to me. I almost cried with joy. This girl didn't even know me and with barely an introduction, she gave me a ride to Fargo where we met up with my mom and dad. The excitement to finally meet you kept growing and growing- as did my need to sleep.

We spent a while in the hospital and finally your daddy came into the room and said that you were here. I got to go and see you, and you were this perfect little boy, and of course,being who I am, started crying. I don't think I've loved anyone as much as I love you.

Every day I get to see you grow and do something new. One of my favorites is when you start dancing and moving your head like Ray Charles. You're such a happy baby and down to earth. I can't wait to see you grow up.

Your baby sister is going to be here in a couple months. I hope you take care of her like your daddy and uncle took care of me. They're the best brothers I could have ever asked for. Never forget that people come and go, but family is forever, and you can't choose them. (Sorry!) Love you so much Ryker. <3

Love always,

Auntie Jenna