The Story of your Birth. As Remembered by Aunt April.

It was fourth of July weekend 2011. I was out camping with your Uncle Ty and his family at their annual camping trip in Sunriver.  It had been a lot of fun so far. I had just won a horseshoe tournament.  Your mommy and daddy decided they wanted to come out too. They were thinking it would be the last camping trip they would have until you both were old enough to go with them. And boy were they right. After floating the river on Sunday afternoon. (where your mommy looked awesome stuck in an intertube) we settled down for dinner, played some campfire games and went to bed. Early the next morning, mommy had to go the bathroom, but when she got up she noticed her pants were wet. Now, Mommy had been housebroken for quite some time, so that really could only mean one thing: you guys wanted out.

As calmly as she could, Mommy told your daddy that he needed to wake up. 

"Adam, I need to you to wake up and listen"

"hmmmmm?"

"I think my water just broke"

Now this information was quite a shock to Daddy. He was not expecting your arrival for another month at least. 

"You're shittin me!!!"

Before Daddy really thought about what he was doing he was copin a feel to confirm what he had just heard

"ew"

"I told you."

"Im gonna go get Debbie"

Now your Daddy will say he was calm as a cucumber going through the camp trying to get things ready and telling people, but it was really a lot like this.

And a little summa this:





 Just kidding with that last one. Your dad wishes he has that kind of rhythm, but it was intense none the less. So daddy drove mommy to the hospital, and by the time they got there everybody daddy had ever met knew that you guys were on your way into the world.
     14 hours and no babies later the doctor told all of us patient visitors to go home, you both were content with where you were for the night. So Aunt Lily, Ella, Tyler, me, and Nana Debbie all went back to our hotels for the night. Little did I know you two were in cahoots to play a big practical joke on us all. I got a text from your dad 30 minutes after we left while I was in the shower.

"911 go time!!!!! We're going back to OR, came in the last five minutes"

"Not funny"

"Dead serious. No lie"

And this is when your Aunt April fell out of the shower and almost hit her head on a toilet. It's a good thing we were on our way to the hospital anyways.  Nana and I made it just in time to push our faces up against a 1 by 1 ft glass window to see Brynn  for the first time. and Tyler was shortly after. I will never forget the grin on your daddy's face as he walked by and gave a double thumbs up to us onlookers.

And that's the story of your birth.

There now for some advice

Brynn,
Always dress appropriately for your age. Nothing is more sad than seeing a 12 year old who thinks she 25.  or vice versa.

Don't be one of those girls who is obsessed with any of the following things: horses, cats. softball, or church camp. They always turn out weird. I don't know why, but its a proven fact.

If that hair on your shoulders doesn't fall off like everybody says it will you can always count on your Aunt April for a razor and to keep a secret.

Always remember that your brother has been a gentleman from the very beginning. He let you go first. Brothers are protectors. He wont like your first boyfriend. or your second. or your sixth. It's okay to give him a hard time for it, but appreciate that he cares.


Tyler,
pranking your parents is hilarious. always. just don't get caught.


I know its a stage every little boy goes through, but try not to be one of those toddlers that cant help but play with themselves 24/7.  It won't fall off if you let it go, I promise.

pranking your Aunt is never funny. ever.

I don't care what you choose for your major in college, but don't be a duck

Cherish your sister. It might be hard sometimes (she is going to be stubborn. I can tell).  but you only have 1.


I love you both.