I have been tied up at work a lot. My time is squished between the hours I need to put in there and the hours I need to put in here at home between not only you but daddy too. I feel the guilt when I am at home and a lot of guilt when I am at work.
But then we have moments. Those secret, quite moments that sneak in when we’re not looking and we can say we are happy.
Because son, we are.
I know that life can be hard but it is easy to manage if you just know how to live those moments. I want you to live up to those moments. I want you to remember all the random dance parties we have in our underwear, the candy we eat instead of breakfast, the trips as we drive until we cant anymore just so we can sing to the songs on the radio.
Remember son the times we laugh at nothing, the forts we build, the rain puddles we splash in. The secret parks we find, the times we make faces in the mirror until our checks hurt.
Oh please remember when we bake too many cookies to eat only to eat just the frosting, the times we jump off the bed into a blanket trampoline. Son, will you remember all the villains we have capture on the days we dress up as Dr Fluff N’ Stuff and Captain Booger Nose?
Son, please son. Remember the I love yous we say and those hugs we exchange, the kisses we slop on and the quite times we share where you run your hands through my hair as I sing songs to you so you can slowly drift off to sleep because son, I will always remember those moments. Always.
Each and every one.
Oh son, i love you dearly.
