1460.9688 Days of Catcher!

Two Years ago today I couldn’t believe how time flew.

Three Years ago today I was still in awe that you were actually mine.

Today I am so delighted to be lucky enough to watch you grow.  Every day is an honor to me.  You make my days vibrant and beautiful.  Sometimes the things you say sound so adult.  You make sense of things that took me years to figure out.  Your memory is rememarkable and your sensitivity shocks me.  I am so madly in love with you.  Today you have been on this Earth for 1460.9688 days .  The best of my life.

I am so proud of the little man that you are.  I am so proud that you are who you are at all times without falter.  You hold nothing back.  Your creativity is exponential.  Life is yours and you have no problem living it.  Your face, your smile, they way you demand that I give you a hug every morning.  Mawwwwm GIVE me a hug. Those words could be the last I have ever hear, and my life would be more than complete.

I know that you are destined to be a great man.  At 4 I can see who you will be at 34, at 44, at 94. Each day I have to punch myself in the face to actually understand that you are real.  You are incredible my boy.  Thank you for choosing me.  Thank you for being the boy who spotaneously rocks out to punk music evey day all day.  You are a constant inspiration for me to fully live.

Happy birthday C-money.  I heart you 8 billion 9 hundred 94 thousand and 3.

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