My Bottle.

The bottle I would have with a note inside it of one of my greatest memory was when Isaiah was born. He is such a doll. I love him to death. He is so cute. I am glad he is here today because he is so darn cute. I would always love to go back to the day he was born. He was so small! I miss him being small! Now he is such a big boy!

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