Yesterday at 7pm Atticus turned two. We were busy with birthday festivities and I didn’t get a chance to write. To think that two years ago he was like this:
… And that one year ago he was like this….
… And now here he is like this…
… it completely boggles my mind.
I wish I could compose something heartwarming or poetic about how wonderful it is to see him grow from a cuddly baby into his own person. But all I can think of is how much I love this little person and all the tiny, wonderful joys he blesses me with every day.
Atticus, you are Mama’s special boy and I love you a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck. Happy Birthday!