In a couple of hours I will be going to a party. This is a party I have looked forward to attending. Little Man is two years old today.
My thoughts have gone back to two years ago often the past couple of days. When he was carried into our lives and we saw him for the first time. Time stopped in a way as we all gathered around and noticed each thing about him. His little perfectly shaped head, his little mouth, his little fingers and toes. Our hearts stopped as we welcomed him to our family. Our hearts stopped as this was a moment in time to notice. A moment that could never be reproduced. This was his moment to become ours.
He hasn’t stopped capturing our hearts these past twenty-four months. Each conversation, each squeal of laughter, each smile grabs us by our hearts and squeezes more joy from us. His little hand in ours is a reminder of the precious gift this child is.
He is our delight and our joy. We celebrate him daily, but, today, we will celebrate him with presents and food and most importantly, cake!
Happy Birthday Little Man! You are loved, Grammy (aka DAF)