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To: TexasCowboy
You are simply the best.

Thank you for these loving, joyous pictures of a truly remarkable and very loved little one.

I love the first picture, of Logan tucked under his mommy's chin, sleeping so happily close to the heart he knows so well.

I love the miracle God has provided for all of us, but especially for Beth, hubby and grammy and family, who so welcomed and who so lovingly tend to the little one.

To look back at his birth weight, to compare Logan and his 'puppy' ( size wise ) from the begining to now...is just amazing. The 'puppy', to me, is THE marker, and I hope Logan falls in love with this furry fellow, that this little stuffed animal is a part of his life, forever.

As always, thanks for the update, and I will be in attendence on Mosby's prayer thread for our FR family and request that my screen name be placed onto your ping list there.

I love you in Christ, TC, and counting the days until Brad's Gramma is on that plane heading to meet Logan, up close and personal.

6,145 posted on 11/21/2003 7:31:17 AM PST by Republic
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To: Republic
Thank you, dear one, for that loving post.

I have no doubt that the puppy will be with Logan for the rest of his life.
My son is forty now, and he still has a corner of his "inkie" that he used to soothe himself when he was Logan's size.
When he was a toddler he never liked to have it washed.
He stood beside the washer to make sure it didn't drown.
I suspect that Logan will be the same way about his puppy.

God has wrought a wondrous miracle with this little baby.
We're so blessed to be a part of it.

Love in Christ, dear one.

6,150 posted on 11/21/2003 8:53:36 AM PST by TexasCowboy (COB1)
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