My fondest memory of Grant...hmmm... that is a hard one. He is my baby so it is so hard to pick one. But if I would have to pick one, my fondest one of Grant would have to be all the times nursing him..... I used to love his eyes looking up at me while I was nursing him. He seemed to be saying to me... I love you and trust you. It will never get better than that. I loved when he woke me up in the middle of the night as he got older because those were special times for us. Daddy was asleep and Grant wanted nothing more than to be with his mommy. As he got older, nursing during the day got so hard with all the other distractions.
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