If memory serves me right, it was a Wednesday, trapped between the joy of Palm Sunday and the sorrow of Good Friday. I traveled one hour and a half to see you come into this world, and got there in the nick of time. (Well thank your mother as always, with her rushes, no one thought a first timer would deliver so quickly!!!) Anyhoo, I got to the hospital wing as they brought you out. I must say, and I'm not lying, that you were the most beautiful baby I've ever seen. Those brown eyes of yours were open wide, wanting it all, welcoming the world as much as it welcomed you.
You are the only person I ever wrote a poem for. You are made after my own heart and I've certainly got a kick of getting you to recite Poe and Blake at 3 years old. While most people were doing "Twinkle Twinkle," you kept going "Tyger, Tyger"... the point is, I am grateful to God and your mother for whatever hand I've had in your life. I told you once, since I don't have any of my own, TAG KIDDO, YOU ARE IT!!!!
So, to Cookie, the Great Ken Ken, our own Private Rockstar and the Little Monster we all know and love, Happy B-Day. You are officially a teen!!!!
Keep it up, keep working for those dreams, love always and many many blessings,
Lynnette
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