Malachi,
I was thinking about what to write in our journal. It's currently missing and I felt like I had to get these words down. We can cut and paste!
We both know I'm not the perfect parent. We both know I can be a grouch sometimes. But what I need you to know and understand is that I love you. I adore you. I could list all your good traits, and one day I'll be sure to list as many as I can think of, but most importantly I want you to know I love you.
When you were born my whole world changed. Every parent thinks this, but I think you were the most adored baby on the planet. My life revolved around you. I tried to make other peoples' lives revolve around you too. I used to send e-mails about you to my college professors (and anyone else I had an email address for)! I inwardly cringe when I think about how I thought every one else would want to know every little thing about you. I couldn't imagine them not wanting to. I'm sure they thought I was a little crazy, but that's ok, you and I both know I am.
Time as taught me that although other people love you too, their love could never come near to mine. Although they like to hear funny stories and your crazy antics, they don't need to know your shoe size and the changes in your height (although I still may posts those things to Instagram). Time has taught me that I don't have to tell people how wonderful you are, those that meet you will see it on their own.
Thanks for being you kiddo, weird quirks and all. You're fantastic. Thanks for changing my world and making it so much better.
Love,
Mom
p.s. You are 74 lbs and 56 inches. I think you wear a size 2 shoe.
