My dearest Caleb,
I grew up with two younger sisters, whom I had to look after, and then there was Anne before you. I can't say that I knew what it would be like to have a boy, and now 5 years later I realise that it is everything the movies make it out to be and more.
It's odd that you're the one I turn to when I want to talk basketball, and that you, at the age of five, know more about the NBA than pretty much anybody else I know. You have familiarised yourself with the names of players, of all the teams, even the playing styles of individuals. I can't wait for the time we can be on the court together.
While Anne brings with her a quiet grace, you are the very definition of sunniness. How your huge eyes and big smile – oh those cheeks! – light up the room and cheers our hearts is always something to behold. You have brought so much happiness into our lives, and I feel bad that some times I'm a little hard on you.
I know I need to give you time to grow and find your own way. Looking back at my own life, I sure took my own sweet time, and it is only by God's unending grace that I am not in a much darker place. May God's grace shine upon you always, and that your heart may contain His joy.
Sleep tight, my little boy. I'll work hard on being the example I'd like you to have.

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