Hi little love

I haven't written in so long. I think about writing you all the time, but, it seems lately you grow so very fast it's more important to just soak you up, then waste time writing about it. You get bigger every day and your youth is fleeting. I can't believe how sweet you have become. You tell me I'm a beautiful princess. You kiss me and hug me and love me. You wake up and call out for me now too, not just dad and it thrills me.

Before bed we read books. You are beginning to memorize them. The same way I did when I was little. Our favorite books are Sleepyhead and How do Dinosaurs say Goodnight. You have slowly become so patient and loving with your brother and it just proves what I already knew, that you were destine to be the worlds best big brother ever.

Part of you growing up means your vocabulary is getting better. This makes me sad. Gone are so many of your cute words. You still say Marmle instead of marble, and Nilk instead of milk but no longer is there a noonle or a coyee, or an I wub you.

Your daddy is upstairs reading you books. Correction, you are reading to dad. You tell the cutest little stories to him based on the pictures. At school last week I dropped you off school the other day, I walked out and looked back in the window. You walked over to the little red couch, grabbed a book and sat down all by yourself and read out loud to yourself. It was the sweetest thing I had ever seen.

You are very into cooking now. I love to let you help me in the kitchen. I love how you totally smash the shit out of eggs when you crack them, and how only half makes it into the bowl. After we cook it and serve it you eat it and say its the best dinner ever. Then you say, "your the best mommy cook ever." At which point I melt into my plate. You say it to me all the time when I make spaghetti (which you call sgetti O's).

The point Brandon is how much I love you. I feel like we are actually becoming friends. The other day your dad told me I was wrong, and then told me no, you ran over to him, put your hands on your hips and said, "you don't tell mom no dad, shes my best friend." It was so sweet, and also hilarious. I love being your best friend. I love that you only say that about me.

I love you Brandon. I can't wait to grow up with you, learn from you and be best friends for ever.

Goodnight my love.