6+ months is the time I've spent with this blog post lingering in the back of my head. I've sat down many times in those months to try and write it but I couldn't. You see, to me, writing this post signaled the beginning of me needing to say good-bye to you and that is not something I have been ready to do. You are my buddy, Jayce; writing this post meant I had to face the reality that you were entering your last year of preschool and I only had one more year at home with you before the world of public school enveloped you. I couldn't face that, buddy. I couldn't sit down to write your birthday post without tears streaming down my face because it really felt like a good-bye letter. So here I am, 5 months later, finally doing just that, with those tears once again bathing my face.
Our bond is something special, Jayce. You were born a momma's boy, that has never been a secret and something that I have always loved. Throughout this year you have been my shopping buddy, my let's-just-stay-at-home-today buddy, my "I need a hug for no reason other than I love them" buddy, my cuddle buddy, my Mr. Man. My love for you has grown so much these past months(as it has for your sister) and I have been cherishing all our little moments. All the times you lean into me and press your cheek against mine. Everytime you curl your little body to mine, just to have a cuddle. The heart exploding moments when I come to pick you up from preschool and you run across the room to me with a big smile on your face to give me the hugest hug you have in you at that moment. Playing games with you at home, listening to you as you have some really funny conversations with your cars, just being with you are all things I cannot get enough of.
Wednesday, February 06, 2013
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Monday, February 06, 2012
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Tuesday, January 10, 2012
About a year and a half ago you started asking me to chew gum. Knowing how your mind works, I wanted to stop you asking that before it got incessant so I told you that you had to wait until you were 5 years old before you were allowed to chew gum. (My thought process being you would be in kindergarten and mature enough to handle the responsibilities of gum, plus, 5 seemed so far away at the time). Unfortunately for me, 5 came a lot quicker then I anticipated. How did this year go by so fast?
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