You love to laugh. We giggle all weekend. You like tickle fights and Candyland (you are always the red guy!) and Maroon 5's Don't Want to Know song. You are great at puzzles, I admire your focus and ability to stick with it even when it's a hard one. Then you smile, proud, when you're done.
I call you my angel and have no doubt that you are. You are my gift and my perfect boy. My anchor, my mirror, my rock. I love to watch you grow. I still like to hold your little hand. Grateful that it is soft and small and fits in mine. I have no doubt that you feel my love. I hope that it always gives you strength and confidence.
You still love the farm, the pig is your favorite animal and red is your favorite color.