What a special day today. My 89 year old Papaw came over to meet Cooper today. He has cancer, and we were uncertain as to whether he would still be here when Cooper was born. Papaw kept saying, "What a sweet baby. What a good baby. I love his little hands." It was one of those priceless moments that you wouldn't take a million dollars for. It was a day we will never forget.
Cooper is my little miracle baby that was born August 31st, 2008. He has been the single greatest joy of my life, and I treasure every moment with him. I feel honored that I was chosen to be his mommy.
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