Dear Sweet Jayden,
You are my joy. My smile. My good morning hug. My blonde ball of energy. My 0-60 in .2 seconds. My snuggler. My comic. My heart. My “I-don’t-begin-to-have-words-I-love-you-so-much”. My “excuse-me-while-I-melt-into-a-puddle-of-mush-you’re-so-precious”. My how-on-earth-does-he-wake-up-so-early-and-yet-manage-to-be-so-cute.
I missed you something fierce while you were gone. (Although I’m sure you had a great time with Grammy Jan and Papa Howie)
You, little man, own my heart. Forever. And always.
Love,
Mommy
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