Grady Boy,
Somehow you transformed into a little boy before my eyes. You're no longer my baby that likes to be held; you're my busy little boy who loves to play. But oh, how much joy you bring to this life. Your attempts to walk into my arms are enough to make my heart overflow. Your belly laughs and the slap of your hands as you crawl on the floor are such sweet sounds in our house. You know no stranger and give out those contagious smiles freely. I love every little bit of you.
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