The day my grandpa was celebrating his 94th birthday was the day that William Kurt Roemler was born. I waited anxiously and patiently all day on Friday, March 11th until Mike got home so we could go to the hospital and meet this precious baby. This was a bittersweet moment for me, knowing that this would be one of the few times I would get to love and cuddle on him before his family headed to Atlanta in 6 weeks. He is a perfectly beautiful little boy.
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