"Start by actually starting".
This is a picture from when the girls were little. You must have been about 3 months old, so I would have been home with you when this was taken. I just look at your sisters faces, and the faces of these church kids that you have grown up with and it makes my heart ache just a little. It reminds me how little you were and how much you've grown. It makes me remember these are days I will never get back.
It's not forever that you will make up an excuse just to have me come upstairs so I can tuck you in. You won't always ask for 5, 10, 46 hugs and 5,10, 46 kisses.
You won't always ask me to make you Nutella sandwiches. You won't always randomly say I love you and ask me if you can marry me and then when you find out you can't, then suggest that we all live together when you grow up. Me, Charlotte, and Grandma and GPA. I am not sure why Mike and Ruby were not included that day. 😍
So yes, I am having a sappy day just thinking about how much I love and adore you. Your little hands and feet that seem so small when compared to how smart you are and all the things you have learned to do.
You are just the sweetest, most thoughtful, loving boy I could ask for.
I hope you keep these attributes as you grow because they are rare, special, and a wonder and joy to be around.
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