I saw you tall dark and handsome. You were walking down the hall of the
Holy Family hospital on the fourth floor on December 3rd. In your arms
there was something wrapped in a blanket. The most beautiful baby boy I had
ever seen. I thought that whoever the mother of that baby was, is one lucky
lady. And I was right. She was the luckiest woman in the world to call you
her man. I love our family and us.