TO MY GODSON: SWEET BABY GRANT-

I can hardly believe that as of today you are one whole entire year old.  I sincerely doubt that you will remember any of the nights in your first months of life that I got to rock you to sleep and tuck you in. ….you’d fist your sweet, fat fingers in my hair and smile up at me as your eyes grew heavy and your breathing deep.  But you can be certain those are moments I will never forget. It is quite likely the closest I will ever come to having an armful of tangible magic.

I have very much enjoyed watching you grow from that toothless, wrinkled, little potato-shaped cutie into the adorable and often LOUD little pot-bellied munchkin that toddles around on a seemingly constant mission. Quite frankly, when you look up at me with a drool covered chin, giggle and say “MoMoMoMoMoMo” over and over there probably isn’t anything on the planet I would not give you.

Its pretty clear that you are gonna give your older brother a good run for his money and have probably already given your mama a few extra gray hairs. But given that MY only job is to spoil you rotten I see us having nothin but a good time.

Seeing as how you are not yet familiar with the concept of birthday candles and wishes, Id say its likely you haven’t any prepared at the moment.  No worries, I got ya covered. Now mine might not seem like the fun sort that someday I know you will be making on your own like: “please let me get a giant trampoline that I can jump off the roof of the house onto” or “please can i have a pet snake”…..but, mine are wished truly and whole-hearted and are as follows:

1. May you have a youth that you love every second of but are content to one day leave behind.

2. May you have a past just juicy enough that you look forward to retelling it in old age.

3. May you have a feeling of control over your own destiny.

4.May you learn how to fall in love without losing yourself.

5.May you know when to try harder and when to just walk away.

Happiest of Birthdays, my sweet little man. Here’s to many many more. I love you all the way to the sun and back down again.

Love,

Mo

(Love love love these sweet little feet!)