Friday, February 10, 2012

your mama hates mouth noises

dear max:

my son, child of my heart, my most precious creation, you should thank your lucky stars that i love you so much. otherwise, this occasional fascination you have with making mouth noises would warrant something along the lines of trading you off to the nearest band of gypsies.  seriously, mouth noises are not cool.  but i love you.  so i let it slide.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

dinner alone

dear max:

i love the fact that i can stay at home with you during the day.  i love that i'm able to spend so much time with you, watching you grow and develop and explore (even when your explorations take you to places i'd rather you not go).  but as much as i love spending all that time with you, i absolutely love the fact that you and daddy weren't at home when i got back from work tonight, and that i was able to eat an entire meal in peace.

p.s.  --  the cats really enjoyed your absence too, but i think they still haven't forgiven us for bringing you home from the hospital in the first place.

Monday, February 6, 2012

you have your daddy's snore

dear max:

so i had this idea to keep a journal and fill it with random thoughts, observations, and stories from watching you grow up.  goodness knows i have plenty of blank journals lying about that would work perfectly.  and maybe i'll still do that, but at the moment, i am quite comfortable lying here beside you.  and anyway, you're sleeping light tonight, so i'd likely wake you if i got out of bed.

so yeah, we'll do the written journal, too.  but in the meantime, i wanted to put into words how much i love you at this moment.  from the top of your curly little head to the bottoms of your chubby little feet, you are the center of my world, and you always will be.  <3