Dear Issiah From Grandma Debbie
Dear Issiah, I remember seeing you for the first time. I was living in Fort Polk, La. We came to Colorado to visit and I couldn't wait to see you for the first time. I remember walking into your Dads and mom Lisa's Apartment. You were sitting on your Dad's lap. I remember thinking how blessed I was to have such a beautiful grandchild. Your beautiful blonde hair, curly on the ends and blue eyes looked up at me. You didn’t quite know who I was yet but you didn't cry when I picked you up and hugged you. You were an angel baby. I gave you a stuffed baby elephant with a blue hat and you carried it and tried to chew on it as your grow. Jared was about 6 years old. (as best as I can remember) He wanted to sit on the couch so that I could put you on his lap. Your mom said it was okay. You were so adorable. It was hard to leave back to Fort Polk, I didn’t want to miss you growing, the first time you sit up or walk. It happens so fast and I didn’t want to miss it....