When I first saw you as a new grandchild,
  you squeaked and squinted, cooed and smiled.
Communicating without a word to say,
  your charm was apparent from that first day.

As for newborns, there is no sure bet:
  boy, girl, big or small, you take what you get.
I hit the jackpot with you, dear Everly,
  pretty with spunk, full of ability!

You’re a lucky little lady, off to a good start,
  and that look you give grandpa melts his heart.
A true reflection of your parents’ beauty,
  there’s no denying, you’re a real cutie.

And, as number two you can pull some strings,
  to get your way and acquire pretty things.
Like your dad, who learned at an early age,
  how to use leverage and work the stage.

I can’t wait to play house with afternoon tea,
  and watch bunnies hop under the crab apple tree.
I’ll rush to meet your every wish and desire,
  wrapped around your pinky like fine gold wire.

Now, exploring the world, curious and bold,
  you’re adored very dearly at one year old.
Within this family circle, you thrive and grow,
  and our love will follow, wherever you go.