To my sweet nephew Peyton,

You, my sweet boy are now coming due.
Your mommy is ready and daddy is too.

You are such a miracle from the very start,
we all pray for the day you give Jesus your heart.

Peyton, we are already so in love.
In this crazy family, you'll fit like a glove.

You've stolen the show like it's the arts,
and by the way, your mother has been blaming YOU when she farts!

Will you inherit this? Only time shows;
but one thing is certain, you've got her Michael Jackson nose.

To me you will always be my adorable little Peyton Bear.
You are living proof that what happens in Vegas doesn't always stay there!

Love,
Auntie Lis