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A letter to my newborn granddaughter

By Bobby Ross Jr. | The Christian Chronicle

Dear Norah Esther Ross,

Welcome to the world, my precious granddaughter.

What an amazing, beautiful gift from God you are.

Your Papa — that’s my name, Papa — loves you so much.

Please forgive me for crying when I first met you. I couldn’t help it.

Your Nana loves you like crazy, too. She has an entire sewing room filled with new outfits for you. By the way, be prepared to change clothes every few hours. That way, you’ll get to wear all these miniature jumpsuits at least once.

Bobby and Tamie Ross with granddaughter Norah and grandson Bennett.

Your parents adore you, too, as you no doubt have figured out during all those 2 a.m. feedings. That’s not to mention Granddad, Grammy, great-grandparents and lots of aunts, uncles, cousins and other relatives and family friends.

And your older brother, Bennett? For nine months, he kept hearing about the baby in Mommy’s tummy. But I’m not sure he fully understood.

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When you were still at the hospital, Bennett enjoyed a two-night sleepover at Papa and Nana’s house. The night you came home, we brought him to meet you for the first time. He seemed a little tired and cranky by the time we got there. That happens with toddlers (your brother is almost 3) who play hard all day and take a shorter-than-normal nap.

When Daddy unbuckled Bennett from his car seat, he whined and wiped his eyes.

“You want to go inside and meet baby Norah?” your dad asked.

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This column appears in the July edition of The Christian Chronicle.

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