Bug,
Today you are 3. In the last year so much has changed, you have gone from a baby to a little boy and amazed your dad and I with your capacity to learn, your love of music, your liberal laughter and your sensitive and caring heart.
You have tested us with your tenacity, your desire to do it yourself, your inability to sleep through the night and your inexplicable desire to put your feet in the toilet.
You have been alive for 1095 days , it seems impossible it’s only been that long. I can’t remember what my life was like before you drove me crazy, or made me cry by saying ” Mama I love you most of all !”. 1089 days you have woken me up without an alarm clock, being the first thing I heard, thought of and saw each of those mornings , the other 6 you were my first thought even though I was far away.
I am so proud of the little man you are. The other day I took you to the “cupcake restaurant” ( local bakery) to split a sandwich and side salad and you were so well behaved that an older lady sitting nearby stopped on her way out to tell me how fantastic you were. I blushed with pride, it wasn’t the first I have heard this from strangers but it made me proud to hear .
I want you to know I don’t care what you grow up to be, as long as you remember all the things I tell you every day. Be kind , speak when you have something to say , listen when others are speaking, make your own choices and remember I love you most of all.
Happy Birthday Bug.
