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Today my little man is eight. Thoughts of his birth keep flashing back in my mind. He was so tiny. I was so young. It was the start of a very beautiful relationship.

To my Logan: I love you more than life itself. I wish I could relive each and every moment of our precious time together. I wish I could capture each and every funny moment, each and every hug, each and every smile and keep it close to my heart forever. If you ever stumble across my ramblings when I am old and insane and wearing my bra on the outside of my shirt, know that you are one of my greatest gifts. Each and every minute you grow older I grow more proud of you, more amazed by you...more in love with your sparkling eyes and contageous smile. Happy 8th Birthday to my very first little baby boy :)

Posted by gwendolyn on September 09, 2001 at 09:41 PM