Oct 9, 2017
At 1 I put you in a baby pageant. All of the babies were gorgeous. Of course I believed you to be the most. You wobbled out... you seen a familiar face waving to you... smiling happily you waved back. They announced you won. You took your trophy in your tiny hands... And chucked it. Know this little one... as much fun as it was. I'll always see your beauty inside and out. How I adore you. The promise our youth holds. The fun we will have as you continue to grow