My BABY turned 3. I can't believe how fast time goes by. It truly makes me sad seeing how big and grown up Cole is these days. The picture below has some sentimental meaning to us.
Coco,
The day I was induced, (Thursday May 7th at 4PM) Daddy and I had a picnic lunch at this very spot. We ate Little King sandwiches (I might have had 2) and talked about how excited we were to meet you. A little scared too. We didn't know that you were a boy which made the anticipation of your arrival all the more fun. We couldn't wait to get to the hospital to get the party going. You didn't want to come out...We waited a long 24 hours until about 6PM on Friday, May 8th Dr. Basset suggested we have a C-Section. You were stubborn! (Your personality hasn't changed by the way.) Shaking like a leaf on the operating table I waited anxiously for you...Your dad and I were so overjoyed when we heard it was a boy and saw your precious face. Daddy couldn't wait to take you out to the waiting area to reveal you to everyone. He made the walk down the hallway and everyone screamed out of excitement. Lots of tears! Best day of our lives. We love ya, more than anything. Happy 3rd birthday to our sweet and sour pride and joy!
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