HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!I’m sure you will hear me say this many times still… It seems like just last night I was tucking my tiny, newborn baby into bed between your dad and I, and thinking about how quickly this very day would come. I told myself to enjoy every moment you were a baby, because I knew it wouldn’t last long. But each day you replace any longing I have for that babyhood with pride and anticipation. The past two years has been full of so much joy, fun, and laughter. I cannot picture my life without you.
At two years old, you make the funniest faces, you LOVE motorcycles (or momo’s, specifically Daddy’s. Not feelin it son, sorry!!), and absolutely crack me up jumping on the trampoline. You have traded your pacifiers in for gum, which I anxiously await finding ground into the carpet or in someone’s hair. (You’d think experience would steer that decision, but you are already getting away with things as the baby of the family.) And you still let me call you poo-butt, so all is well.
I love you,
Mom
