Were it not for you, I wonder what I kind of mother I would have become because you have taught me so much. You taught me to slow down; to laugh more often and more loudly; to take time to appreciate life's small wonders and small boys.
On one hand, I want to freeze time, or bottle you, Miles at Two, to save forever and ever. You love trains and your brother and being tickled and laughing and snuggling and eat almost anything I put in front of you. Yogurt is your favorite though, followed by pineapple chunks and your brother's leftover peanut butter sandwiches. Your favorite movie is Toy Story and your favorite TV show is Thomas the Tank Engine. You love to wear hats; the sillier the better. If you are going somewhere, you are running. Always running. I want to tell you to "Slow down!" and "Not so fast!" but the truth is I love how eager you are to catch up to your brother and do and learn new things. It is something I hope you carry with you throughout your life.
And, that's the other hand. As much as I want to hold on to the sweetness that is 1Miles at Two, I can't wait to see what you are going to do next. You are exceptional. I cherish each day I watch you grow and change and I anticipate tomorrow's little boy, and, eventually, the man you will become.
I love you, sweet Miles. It is one of the great honors of my life to be your mom. Carry on.
|Four days old|
|Six months old|
|One year old|
|Eighteen months old|