Gideon,
I love you the most. I tell you everyday that you are my favorite. (but, shhh, don't tell) You know why? Because you still love me the most. I am life to you. I am everything to you, and in return - you are everything to me. You still LOVE to see me. You squeal when I pick you up. You smile when I smile at you. You don't tell me 'no.' You don't talk back. You laugh at my jokes, you sleep when you're asked and you get up when I say. See? You are the perfect child. And I love you SO much. Please don't ever change. Okay? I won't mind. I swear. You can lay on me and put your hands in my mouth every day of your life, if you like. I'll love it. You can nestle your sweet warm face into my neck forever. I swear. That spot is yours, always. And you can never get teeth. I adore your toothless, gummy smile. You don't need teeth anyway. They're over rated, and just going to fall out anyway. Trust me. Stay the way you are. Perfect. But if you must, MUST grow up....I'll love you anyway. Like all the rest of my perfect babies.
Love,
Mommy
3 comments:
You are a blogging maniac! He is darling and I know what you mean. Sometimes I would love a little one that just loves me without whining!
so does that mean when he gets as big as Sol...you'll need to have another????:)btw i think that's whats so great about babies. they love you no matter what. they're never embarrassed, never anything but yours...it stinks they have to grow up..
Who wouldn't be giddy for such a darling boy?
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