Bailey Boy,
I remember our first Thanksgiving together. How tiny you were at only a few weeks old. How unprepared I was for the whole Mommy thing. The food, the family, the way that you were passed from one set of loving arms to another.
How you have changed since then. Tonight, as you stood on your stool and tried your best to dry the dinner dishes, I said a prayer of thanks for that little baby who changed my life and my heart in countless ways. We haven't always gotten it right the first time. We haven't always had days full of laughter and smiles.
But, for now and forever, you will be one of my biggest blessings.
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