When Ken came to the hospital to get me, he brought Peter and Amy with him. As soon as Peter saw the baby, he said, “My baby”. Then he said , “I hold”. All the way home, he kept saying , “My baby”. Since we have been home, he loves to go over to her and give her a gentle kiss on her forehead. He gently goes and gets a receiving blanket and covers her up. He is so cute. He is Mr. independent and enjoys every minute of it. He loves little match box cars and loves to line them up in a row.
– Willison Family Newsletter July 1986