And now this..
I don't quite know what we did with ourselves before you came along, Little Sam. I'm sure life was exciting, and we laughed a lot. But not nearly as much as you make us laugh, little one. You're such a funny, cheeky boy. Daddy says you get that from me, you do seem to have my snarky sense of humour already. I'm a little nervous about what that will look like when you're 14. Will Mama have met her match?
I didn't know how much you were going to love your big brother. I didn't know that you were going to fall completely in love with him and give him the best friend he'd always wanted.
But oh, sweet boy. How much you have added to our family. We are richer, happier, more complete than I had thought possible. It's not so much that we needed you as we have been blessed with you - by you. A perfect, wondrous gift to our family.
You're obsessed with cars and trucks. It seems so obvious, such a clear gender stereotype. But you came upon it on your own, at such a tender age. By the time you were a year old, it was by far your most devoted past time, lying on the floor parking your lines of cars and trucks.
Maybe it's both. I don't mind which. I just know that for as long as I live, Samuel, I will never, ever forget this. I will never forget these past few months of having you in my arms so much. I will forever cherish the memory of your curls tucked under my chin, your hand grasping mine. Your breath sychronised with your Daddy's.
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