Psst I have a secret

It was serious business all day Friday into the wee hours of Saturday morning. That was the day that Oliver was born. He is my grandson which means that I gave birth to his mother. I am already in love with Oliver but he doesn't know it yet. I can't wait to tell him again. I tried the first day but he slept through it. Then I tried to tell him the second day but he was interested in eating not about love. The third day I couldn't see him, but if I had I would have tried again. Tomorrow is the fourth day, maybe that will be our lucky day. I will tell him and he will hear me. If not, no worries because guess what? I will tell him everyday for the rest of my life. Oliver I love you.

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