There are few things as soft as newborn baby hair, as precious as a newborn baby coo and as beautiful as the smile of a mother as she looks down at the newly born baby nestled in her arms.
Nephew, may your life be seasoned with laughter, music, love, friends and sunshine, salted with just enough rain and darkness to help you appreciate the wonderful times. May you grow to old age able to look back over the years with a smile and think "my life was good".
I look forward to getting to know the person that you are and will grow to be. I love you already, but I hope to know you well as you grow.
Welcome to this world, little one.
Saturday, February 09, 2008
Posted by Brenda at 9:24 PM
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