Shuree did the truffle shuffle and out came Quendra.....just like on Goonies with the bowling ball....except it was a baby.
At 8 pounds 9 ounces, Quendra came in smack in the middle of summer and winter steelhead size....more on the summer steelhead size I'd say....but then again- not everyone catches big fish!
In honor of her birth, I wrote a poem:
Congrats to Chris and Shuree
We hope she looks like uncle Calee
For that is as good as can be
Remember this when she is three
At least she knows where to pee
At four or five she'll come alive
And you both will take a dive
But look not for a place to thrive
And rather just stay alive
Soon she'll be a pre teen
And your buddy ross is a dancing queen
But 8th grade is only the beginning
Boyfriends soon with a promise ring
High school will come and go
College will soon follow
By that time we'll all be old
Quendra still young and bold
But our time will fade away
Your legacy, here to stay.....
By Calee Cariaga
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