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I knew we would love you like mad. I knew you would be our little piece of God. And I knew you were going to feel like heaven in our arms.
What I didn’t know was how the wrinkles on your forehead would be the first of your features I would memorize. Or how you’d sneeze hard and loud, twice in a row just like your Daddy. Or how I would catch myself counting the lines in your lips because it gives me more reason to stare at them. Or how your breath against my chest would make me feel extra alive. Or how often I’d smell the top of your head, I knew it would be a lot, but really…I had no idea. Or how I would miss you so much while you were asleep.  Or how much you’d instantly feel like ours. Sweet August, you are ours. Ours to feed, ours to kiss, ours to hold, and ours to love. 
And beautiful boy, we are all yours. 
Welcome to our family, Little A. Welcome home.
August Abram Buchanan
Born July 17, 2012 at 10:41am
7lbs 8oz 

Daddy & Mama are completely over the moon.  
Dear Husband,
I remember when I first met you. You shook my hand and kept your eyes on the floor. I wondered if you were shy or just judging my mismatched socks. 
I remember the days that followed when, try as I might, I couldn’t shake a thought of you. I thought of what kind of person you were, if you thought of me too, if you liked me, if you like liked me.
I remember how you held my hand that cold, rainy day in December. And how you kissed me under the mistletoe.   
I remember the way your face looked the moment after I told you I loved you, right before you grabbed my face to kiss me and let me know you loved me too. 
I remember the exact way you said my name before you proposed. I knew I wanted to hear you to say it forever.
I remember your pink cheeks and tear brimmed eyes as you so handsomely stood at the front of the church.
I remember you washing dishes in our old kitchen and singing that Patty Griffin song so loud and so beautiful. 
I remember the way you kissed me after I told you …