Five-year-old Andrew came up to me the other day and said he wanted to write a letter to Marguerite's birth mother. He asked if I'd please help him with the spelling.
This is his letter, straight from his lips to the page.
I cried.
And I couldn't have said it any better.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
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I love it!! Absolutely precious!! How is everyone in your house? Feeling better?
ReplyDeleteWhen I read this post on your blog it brought tears to my eyes. So precious and well said. It looks like you guys are doing wonderfully with your precious little girl. Blessings
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