| Wednesday, February 23, 2011 |
| Dude. |
Where did the love of bacon come from? Ok, with a dad like yours, I suppose I know the answer to that. Still, to think that just three years and three hours ago you were brought forth into being, tiny and unaware...yet, now you know what's up.
You. With your gross-goo covered little newborn hand reaching up to grab my face all those nights ago, and now grabbing my hand with your hand (still covered in some sort of goo, but of a totally different and self-imposed variety), you captured my heart, Dude.
Dad and I are so proud of you. We can't wait to see what you'll love next, what new hobby you latch onto (Dad's got his fingers crossed it's domino rally), what new phrases you'll lawyer back at us, what sort of man you'll become.
We love you, Monkey. |
posted by Lori @ 3:35 AM  |
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