Borrowed Earth.

We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors; we borrow it from our children. I will try to make it a bit better for when you are ready to collect.

Moment of Truth

Hello again. We're in the middle of summer, another scorcher. You're only a few weeks off now, the air is electric around here. Your grandparents showed up yesterday for your mothers third shower – bit of a surprise, they told me they couldn't make it because of Grandad's blood treatment. A trick they learned from me I might note. So they're here now, and the buzz is all about you. They've met your other Grandmother and Aunt Abigail, and will be spending a few days here before going to Maine. I hope you'll know all about our camp in Maine and will love it the way we do by the time you're reading this. Now that we have all our baby showers out of the way, it's time to get this home organized and prepared for your arrival. There's a lot of stuff, but none of it has any animation or use until you're here. I gotta say, I'm pretty excited to have you around, your mother is a bit nervous about delivery, but I think she'll find it a small price to pay for such a reward. See you soon.