Theres no denying we are cut from the same cloth. You and I have a special unbreakable bond. It's grown clearer the older you get that we share the same way of thinking. You're my cautious, worry wart, bleeding heart, sweet, goofy lil mini me. No one can get you to laugh like I can. You're a mamas boy through and through.
Your laugh is a side splitting, hurts your tummy, contagious, and free. You have no personal bubble and prefer to be up close and personal, a little lover always. I couldn't ask for a better big brother for your sister. You have your moments but overall you put your sisters wants over your own, which at this age already shows so much about your character. And boy how you've grown - at least 6 inches in a month tops.
I could gush and go on for the rest of my life about how proud I am of you and how much I love you, literally.
I think everyone thinks of having a baby, then a toddler, and watching them grow into teens and adulthood. These are the unmentioned years sometimes and I don't know why. Challenging though they are, they are the best yet. With every passing day I thoroughly enjoy what's coming next and love thinking about what's been.
You deserve the best this world has to offer and I intend to show it to you. Even on my worst days when I'm tired or cranky you make me feel like the best mama in the world. I pray that I can do the same to you - that you know each and every day that you are the best son in the world. I hope you know how wanted and adored you are.
I love you to the moon and back again sweet baby boy! ((in which you respond the same, followed by baby mama)). LOL
Ps I was telling you about the day you were born and I showed you a photo of me pregnant in which you told me yo was fat! Sweet child of mine!
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