This is a good day for our family. Seven years ago today this little man showed up.
He has slept like this since he was born. I have photos of him in a bassinet doing the same thing with his arms. My Daddy slept this way. You can’t deny DNA–no matter how much my child LOOKS like my husband, my Daddy is in there too.
And fifteen years hence, I cannot imagine my life without either of them. They think the same way. They pout the same way. Their shoulders droop when they are in despair in the same way. They wear their shoes out in the EXACT SAME PLACE. They have the same eyes, the same early childhood speech impediment, the same quirks, the same ability to squat with their rear end 1/2 an inch off the ground for hours at a time. Just sit down already!!!!!! They both carry their own worlds with them wherever they go. Right now they are in the floor putting together a new Lego set just glad to have tummies full of cake and icecream and to be on the planet. Happy birthday, boy. Happy anniversary, honey.
I love you both.