Nine years ago today my wonderful daughter was born. Not a day has gone by that I haven't loved you more than the last. Your hair is spun gold and your eyes like deep pools of chlorinated water. I am so proud of you, my angel. Happy Birthday!
Happy Birthday, Graham! I like your one missing shoe in this photo. It's okay that I asked you six times to put it on- you must have know what a good photo op it would make. My mistake! |
And sometimes you feel like being honest on Facebook.
So yesterday I refrained from commenting about how Adler turned four months old, and how amazed by him I am everyday (which I am). I didn't share how the kisses he rewarded me with were among the sweetest I'd ever had (which they were) or how I can't possibly imagine our family being complete without him (which I can't).
Instead, I'll just say this:
I have so many dreams for your future. One day, I imagine that you will let me cook dinner without crying. Maybe I could even feed you something that you didn't acquire by sucking on my appendages until they were raw. Fingers crossed! Wouldn't it be great if you grew to be super successful and decided to return the favor to ol' Mom and Dad? Put me down for a trip to Barbados.
So here's to the next four months, and the many laughs we'll share together. I love you!
Love, Mom
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