When I was born in 1984, my grandpa built a beautiful cradle for me to sleep in. The cradle has since been slept in by many of my cousins and even their children. Now, the cradle is set up in our room ready for Baby Smith to enjoy. My grandpa passed away when I was 5 years old so it means the world to have a piece of him still with us. It will be an honor to have our child's name added to the many others carved into the wood.
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