10 years ago
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
A Letter to My Oldest Son on the Occasion of His Fourth Birthday
My dearest DramaBoy:
Four years ago when I gazed at your tiny, perfect face I had no concept of the boy you would be today. You hop through my days filled with giggles and jokes and smiles and fun. Your words spill out of you a mile a minute, always questioning, always commenting, always full of that unique mix of logic and imagination. I watched you last night waving your arms like a miniature preacher man, telling your big cousin once removed a fantastical story about the witch who lives in the dollhouse you discovered there, and again I marvelled at the breathless reach of your mind.
You humble me. That a little creature so bright, so vibrant, so full of life and love and laughter, could have come out of me--I am blessed beyond measure.
Happy birthday, my brilliant little four year old. I love you.
Your Mama
(P.S. I am thankful for YOU, too.)
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7 bits of love:
Happy birthday Dramaboy!
Happy happy birthday, DramaBoy! You are indeed wonderful, a vibrant little man child full of humor, imagination and life. And guess what: you remind very very much of your mother when she was your age. Funny thing, that. Keep telling stories, wowing your mom with your smarts, making her and everyone else happy by bestowing your smiles -- and please feel hugged by your grandma, way too far away, who loves you HUGELY.
He sounds so wonderful. Just like my own Johnny Drama in fact! Happy 4th Birthday Drama Boy - have a fantastic 5th year on the planet xxx
Happy birthday, DramaBoy!
Happy Birthday to you both!
i love this age. as annoying as they can be, the imagination they possess is awesome. there is no limit to what they can come up with. the stories they tell are so funny, even without meaning to be. happy 4th birthday, DramaBoy!
Lovely! Happy Birthday Dramaboy! And Happy BIRTH day Teachermommy!
Plus, I want dramaboy's grandma for my own: she's fabulous. I feel like I got hugged.
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