Happy second birthday, my beautiful baby guy. I can’t even tell you how much I’ve loved year 2 of Crosby. It’s been easily, hands-down, 100%, the best year of my life. If I had one wish right now, it’d be to keep you at this age forever. But today isn’t about my wishes, it’s about yours! What are your birthday wishes, sweet boy? If I had my guess, I’d say you’re wishing for… a “strawberry snack” (sliced strawberries), your “blanketandphi” (blanket + pacifier), a trip to the zoo, an episode (or 5) of Daniel Tiger, followed by a book reading marathon, a lengthy game of jumping up and down, and an ice cream cone. I promise, I’ll do my best to grant as many of those wishes as possible today.
This year we’ve gotten to see so much more of your wonderful, sweet, silly personality. I love that you call everyone your friends, I love that you say goodbye to everything: people, animals, objects, places…, I love your pure excitement when at the end of the night we talk about all the things we did that day, I love your ability to drop everything when you hear an airplane from a million miles away, I LOVE that you reach for my hand to hold, I love your sweet manners, I love your aggressive tickles… I just really freaking love you, kid. And I absolutely adore being your mama.
I can’t wait to celebrate you today and smother you with one million kisses. Happy second birthday, bubba!