My sweet boy is growing up too fast for us.
I love that you cry like a terradactyl when you're hungry.
I love that you give me such a big smile first thing in the morning.
I love that you hold on to the back of my neck when I'm carrying you.
I love that your hair combs over like Conan O'Brien.
I love that you giggle to your heart's content when I tickle your armpits.
I love that you grab for your sister's hand when she sits next to you.
I love you, my budsy.
Friday, April 20, 2007
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