little buddy

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.





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