You hold my fingers when you drink your bottle at night. I love those little things that you do and I hope I never forget them! Tonight when I looked down at you while you were drinking your bottle you looked just like you did the day you were born, just like the picture we have framed on your bookshelf. You were so tired tonight you wanted nothing to do with anything. Before I could even get you in the tub you were lying on the floor tucking your arms underneath you with your butt up in the air. I LOVE that you do that! Will you always stay my little, tiny baby kid?
love,
Mom
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