I'm writing you today mainly for my own benefit.
So I don't forget.
Not that I really ever could truly forget, but as time goes on it becomes harder to recall the little details. Those little morsels that I deem unforgettable get a little more cloudy. A little more gray. And I need to remember how wonderful you are.
When the days grow longer, and the nights shorter I don't want to lose sight of the way you squeal with delight at the discovery of what once was unknown. I don't want to forget the pure sweetness of your baby's breath. I don't want to lose sight of the wonder in your eyes.
You are growing so fast. Each day you learn something new. You become something new. And I stand amazed by your innocence, and your sweetness, and your goodness.
You are perfection.
Even when you are repeatedly pulling books off the shelf. Even when you are climbing the fireplace. Even when you are spilling gallons of water on the kitchen floor. I love you, and I wouldn't change one thing about you.
From your legs that are strong like trunks, to your eyes that sparkle like the sea. From your hands that are chubby and curious, to your smile that could light up the room.
You are my greatest adventure. You are all that is wild, and free.
Last but not least- you are loved by me.
Love,
Mom
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