To my little one,

Hi sweet girl.
Your dad and I love you more each day. You are one of the few things that scares us beyond belief, but we love you even more because of it.
Just so you know- you have hair bows. Cute hair bows. And you have clothes. Cute clothes. You better work on your 'Pretty Girl Rock' right away.
Your dad and I are busy preparing for you. And right now that means focusing on school. Your dad has school, Guard drill, church, softball, basketball, and apparently finding you the perfect Thunder outfit. We love our Thunder, girl. I've been tweeting KD constantly to try and get him at the hospital to be one of your first visitors.
I've been trying to find you the perfect babysitter for next year. Every part of me wants to stay at home with you, but the best way for me to be your Mom is to finish my school and finish it well. Same with your dad. I promise NEVER to leave you with the following:
-people with nasty teeth.
-someone who cannot properly put on and maintain your fabulous hair bows.
-a hippie. Do not get me started little girl...
-a teen that cannot go a day without updating their facebook, tweeting what they had for dinner, telling their myspace how great their boyfriend/fiance/husband is everyday, uploading pictures taken of themselves with their phone in the mirror
-Blake Griffin.
We aren't quite sure who will get to watch you yet, but just know your Dad and I are very picky about who we are going to let into your life. We already want the best for you.
Love you sweet girl.
Mom