I love how you prepare for road trips by kicking back in your car seat with a Perrier between your legs, one leg tossed over the side and a book in your hand.
I love how you never walk from one place to another: you either run or dance there.
I love how you will completely un-selfconsciously rock out in public when you feel the need to (Dancing Queen, All the Single Ladies, Proud Mary are some of your faves).
I love how you sleep with your bottom in the air.
I love how cherry tomatoes hold a special place in your heart {I ate thousands of them while I was pregnant with you... coincidence?}
I love how you expect people to love you and to be kind. You remind me on a daily basis to fully anticipate the laughter and fun in life.
Being your mom rocks, little guy. Thank you for choosing me.
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