Dear James Robert,
We love you more than words. Two years ago, I could hardly wait to meet you. Now, my everyday’s are filled with your
sweet face. Frequently, you ask me
to read you a story at bedtime in which a mother tells her child how much he is
loved. “I can’t imagine life
before you came along, you are the music to my dance and my song” are the words
you know and love best. They are
also some of the truest.
You light up our world with your infectious energy and
charisma. In the last year you’ve grown
in so many ways. You’ve increased
your vocabulary by leaps and bounds.
We have endless conversations these days. Planes, puppies and bees are things we discuss often.
You still adore anything musical. You’re the first to dance at story time. You find delight in routine and can
easily tell us what comes next.
Playing is your favorite thing to do, especially with your train tracks
or with your stuffed animals.
You love to swim, play with Major, build forts with your Dad
and dance. You smile a wild and
unabashedly joyous smile when we come get you in the morning and it melts my
heart daily.
While you love to rough house and get dirty, you’re also
affectionate and tender. You give
hugs and kisses genuinely. You make friends wherever you go. And if I could bottle your belly laugh, I would.
It is so sweet to see your personality develop. You have have plentiful opinions and specific tastes these days. You keep me on my toes and teach me lessons constantly.
Happy Birthday, my sweet boy. Here's to the terrific twos and a year full of incredible memories ahead.
Love,
Your Mama
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