I was such a nervous first time mom, but you taught me everything I know about loving babies. From the moment I saw first saw you being carried across the delivery room by your ankle, my heart has been full to overflowing with love.
You make it so easy because you are such a kind and loving little boy. I'm sure people get tired of hearing me say it, but you are a very special kid. I could list a million reasons why, like the time you tried to give PaPa Ray back a dollar, because he said it was his last dollar, and you thought he meant in the world while all he really meant was in his pocket. Or how you overheard your dad and I talking about MaMa Norma's kidney function improving, and the next time you saw her, you cuddled with her for a minute, then you said, "That sure was great news about your kidneys, wasn't it?"
Or how after the party we threw you last weekend with a few of your friends from the neighborhood and your cousins, you said, "Mom, do you know what my best present today was? You, because you made this party for me."
Or how you tried to let one of your balloons go, so you could give a present to God. Or how you made sure that the little girl who came to your party without a gift got a thank-you card too, just to make sure her feelings weren't hurt.
Happy birthday, my sweet, sweet boy. I love you more than monkeys, and I love you more than cheese, and I love you from your nose to your very stinky knees!!


1 comment:
I am so SORRY Izzy!!! Love, Mimi
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