Thursday, January 26, 2012

And You Thought I Forgot About You.....

My very Dearest Small,

You are the third child. You are destined to be either last in line or completely smothered. I have been thinking about this letter for over a week. Let's make a deal....If you will forgive me for being 4 days late on your birthday letter then I will forgive you for your little 'incident' at the birthday party. I know it was YOUR party but that does not give you the right to VOMIT (projectile and pink!) while your friends and family are trying to sing happy birthday to you. Ha ha ha, funny? Not when many or our guests spent 2 days in bed with a totally crappy party 'favor'. (Crappy! That was a little funny, right? Probably too soon). Anyway so you threw up at your party, narrowly missing your cake, giving a bunch of us the stomach bug. I forgive you and will ALWAYS love you...cant say the same for the rest of those guys. Moving on the the sappy love letter.

Everyday you are a blessing to all four of us. While we weren't planning to have more children none of us could imagine life without you. I love how affectionate you are.....perhaps that is because there is constantly someone hugging or kissing you! You have never met a stranger. Never. You love people. You know their names. You ask about them. Your constant talking amazes me! You are incredibly smart my sweet boy. My favorite Small moments are when I am singing you a lullaby and you sing along with me.....oh my heart just bursts when you do that. Or when someone is leaving and you say, "huuug, huug?". Who can resist you? Well none of us. Which is probably why you are so demanding and vocal about what you want. I hope you keep that determination and spirit...I guess it's up to me to make sure you don't grow up to think the world revolves around you. I was never sure I wanted to parent a boy. God knew just what he was doing by placing you last in our birth order. Being older and (a little) more patient I am much better equipped to deal with your complete boyishness.....let's hope I still feel that way by the time I write your 3 year old birthday letter. There is nothing funnier than watching you watch Rio. You dance and sing. It embodies the joy, energy and, entertainment that you bring to this Animal House every day. I love you so much my little Small man. With all my heart, I always will.

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