Oh my guy… you must be the cutest, sweetest little wrecking ball that ever was. If it can be dumped out, poured out, crushed, mashed, or deconstructed in any way, you’ll find a way to do it – with a huge smile on your face, of course.
Eating with you lately is particularly entertaining. You’ve become very opinionated about what you want, and even more so about what you don’t want. Meals are a contact sport full of charm, equal parts laughing and yelling, and big messes.
But for all your Bam Bam ways, you still melt my heart every single day with that sweet smile, your huge hugs, and fierce love. You are adamant about the family all being together, Rocco included. If someone’s not there, you say their name Stanley Kowalski-style until they appear (or you get distracted by food). Emma has become your partner in crime, your biggest annoyance, and very best friend. And Daddy? Daddy’s your superhero, rockstar, apple of your eye, center of your universe, best dad in the history of all dads. There is no one on the planet you adore more than him, and getting to watch you two together is one of the great joys of my life.
Here’s to a summer filled with grand adventures, long weekends, less Super Glue, more patience all around, and lots of snuggles and sloppy kisses. I love you to pieces and pieces and pieces, my JoJo.
Please head over to Melissa’s blog to read her letter, then continue around the circle until you land back here!