Nine years and an hour or so ago, this picture was taken.
She was a wee moose. Born healthy and loved to be held and cuddled. I couldn't believe that Denise and I could be involved with making something so beautiful.
Now, she is growing into an independent, stubborn and bull-headed young lady. Hence, all the grey that you now see adorning the hair on my head and also the facial area.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
Happy Birthday, Squirt.
Your old man loves ya.
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