To my sweet little grandson,Today is a very special day. You are 3 months old!
Today would have been your great-grandma H's 99th birthday. She died last month, August 12. You were her 11th great-grandchild. When you were born, you were lucky to have two great-grandmas, one on your dad's side of the family and one on your mom's side of the family. It's very special to have great-grandparents: family love that spans four generations.
Good things come in 3s and your third special event for today was your first tailgate to celebrate the Browns home opening football game. Three generations of Browns fans now: you, your dad and uncle, and your grandpa. I hope that in your lifetime the Browns will win at least one Super Bowl but today they pulled a typical lose-the game-in-the-last-two-minutes routine. Welcome to the Factory of Sadness, little one. But your dad, uncle, and lots of other friends surrounded you with "Here we go, Brownies, here we go! WOOF WOOF!" You will be a good little woofer.
I love you,
Didi
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