How much I love you

Hi son. Last night I went to dinner. I was gone for five hours. On my way home I started to think of you. I started to think about how if anything ever happened to me you would be so young you would never know how much I loved you. Even if you were older you would never know.

You would never know that I love you to the deepest depth of my soul. That I love you with every thing in my body. You would never know that I love to sit and kiss your toes, and the soles of your feet. That I love to stare at your perfectly round little head. Or your puffy little cheeks and your tiny nose. How I love to hear you say the word loshish instead of lotion. How much I love being the one who knows when you say milk, or who understands that shake means you want me to flavor your milk. I love knowing when you are tired and letting you climb up on my lap and just fall asleep in my arms. I love how soft your skin is and the color of it. I love watching you eat your macaroni and the way you can't let a noodle go uneaten. I love to tickle you and hear your big giggle. When you giggle my heart stops for a second. I love watching you brush your perfect little teeth, and how you love to brush your tongue the most. I love the sad face you make when you wake up. I love when you wake me up in the morning and shout MOM. I love how you ask what I'm doing.

Brandon I just love you so much. You are the most important thing in my whole life. The best thing I've ever done. The only thing I ever need to worry about. You are the real true love of my life. I love your independence. I love how you do things your own way and how you do them like me. I love how you are a little carbon copy of everyone around you. I love when you call grandma and papa on the phone and you tell them all about mama and dada and Elmo. I love the face you make when you kiss me. You pucker your lips in the most perfect little O and give the best kisses. I love how much you enjoy whipped cream but not ice cream. I love the way you eat your Cheetos. You put one end in your mouth and say crunch crunch crunch and eat it like a rabbit eats a carrot. I love how you hold things between your pointer finger and make this cute little face when you do it.

I love when you sleep and your little lips pout out. When you sleep you look like the bald newborn I first brought home. I love to hear you breath at night. I love when you make a fist in your sleep and wiggle it back and forth like you did inside of me. I love that your personality outside is the same as it was inside. I love when you turn down my music. I think I could probably type for hours about things I love. I wont though. I will come back another time and tell you more things that I love. I want to make sure that no matter what, or when you look back and you know, your mom loved you the most int he world. No one ever loved you as much as me and I never loved anything or anyone near as much. Brandon I love you more then any words could ever describe. Good night my son. Muah!