Oh my dear, handsome, energetic, adorable godson. You have no idea what is coming. Soon, you are going to have a little sister, and it will be wonderful and terrible and amazing. You're not ready, I know. You can't possibly be ready. It's hard to prepare for your entire world to change when you're only 2.
You won't be the littlest, or the only anymore. You'll be the older brother. The one who has to share his toys, and share his mommy and daddy. But you'll also get to be the big brother who shares kisses and story time with his little sister. You'll have a built in friend and playmate. Someone you can commiserate about Mom and Dad with, and someone to sneak you in the back door when the coast is clear. She's going to drive you crazy, but you're going to love her fiercely, and protect her with everything you've got.
If you ever need a breather, you can always come visit your Auntie Becca and Uncle Paul and your cousin Zachary. We know what it's like to be the eldest. It's going to take some time to get used to the idea, but I know you're going to be a great big brother. HUGS!
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