happy birthday dash 1

My sweet boy, you're five now. You were, and still are, my first baby. But then again, you aren't so much a baby anymore.

I won't drone on and on about how special you are to me, how much I love you with every piece of my heart, how I never understood total and unconditional love until I had you placed in my arms, after all, you know all that.

Let me tell you how much I love you in a different way....

every time you roll your eyes at me. i love you

every time you sigh and say "oh mom". i love you

every time you stick your hand out and tell me "talk to the hand". i love you

every time I ask you to do something and you mutter under your breath about how you have to do everything. i love you

every time you don't hear me, but yet I know you do. i love you

i. love. you

I didn't know what to expect when you came into my life five years ago, its been an amazing ride, one that has so many more years {although fyi, at some point, despite what you like to say, you do have to move out}

Happy birthday my sweet boy. And remember, everything you do, i love you.