Tell me again about the day I was born...
Tell me again how you had just come home from church when you got the phone call that I was born.
Tell me again how excited you were that you were going to be my parents.
Tell me again how you couldn't get ahold of Daddy to let him know I was coming home (because he was in Iraq).
Tell me again how you called Grandma and Papa to let them know I was born.
Tell me again how excited they were to "help" you get me.
Tell me again how Daddy finally got a hold of you at the airport and then found out that I was born.
Tell me again how excited Daddy was to hear the news.
Tell me again how you couldn't grow a baby in your tummy, so another woman (who couldn't take care of a baby), would be my birth mom and you would be my mommy and daddy.
Tell me again about the first time you held me in your arms, of how you cried happy tears.
Tell me again about staying at the motel for a couple of days before we could go home.
Tell me again about my first bath and how I was not very impressed.
Tell me again how I got to fly home in an airplane at four days old and everyone thought I was such a handsome boy.
Tell me again how I met Daddy at the airport for the first time.
Tell me again about the day I was sealed to you and Daddy for ever and ever!
Tell me again how much you love me.
(We Love you Brandon!)
