A Letter to My Oldest Son

Dear sweet boy,


I love you and your quirky ways.

I love your questions and your intense curious nature.

I love that you look at life through a different lens than many.

I love you and your made up games.  Even if they sometimes mean you almost put a pencil in your eye and scratch up your face.

I love you and your mouth of crooked teeth that will someday cost us a pretty penny to straighten.

I have to admit, I don't love it when you pout or whine.  But I do love that you know when to say you are sorry.

I love that you have that little speck of green in your eyes and that you proudly sport your dad's eyebrows.

However, when I let you know that I would prefer it if we didn't keep your dirty underwear in the front hallway, I was not suggesting that you move it to the living room.

Perhaps you could be a bit more conventional in your approach to life when it comes to the laundry.  Okay?


Love you always,


Mom



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