The blanket that I knitted it is for you. Your aunt can be hugging wrap around you in that antique blanket. To remember by me due to far away from you.
Your papa and mama are surely exhausted. They waited for you to arrives. I was anxious waited for you to arrived by texts.
Your cousins are excited to meeting you, little ones.
Psst, yes you, Brantley, please just don't grow up so fast.
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