the afternoon away. as i type this, i have a few tears rolling off my cheeks.
i know you won’t be able to read this until you are older, but that is fine. i am writing this eight days before your first birthday. you have grown up too fast! everyone warned me that it was going to happen that way!
i really want to tell you that i love you dearly and i want the best for you. even through you might not always agree; like when i slapped your hands way from the hot stove or when you try to climb into the trash can. i know you wonder what i 