Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Dear Daniel,

Oh my dear, sweet, crazy, funny, wonderful Daniel....
You wait for my attention so so much. It's just not fair.
Here we are SEVEN days past your birthday and I have still not written to you.
I cannot believe you are three years and one week old.

I did try you know.
I have started this at least three times and gotten sidelined each time.
On my first try I even interviewed you. It was adorable... until you put your little foot up on my laptop and tapped the escape key.... bye bye adorableness.
I could only be upset a minute though. It was just so very "Daniel" of you.

You my sweet little man are something else. Your father and I say to each other often how very funny you are lately. We think God gave you the funny in the midst of the mischievousness so we wouldn't
get beyond our limits with you.

Just when I think you have taken me to the limit of my patience you say something hilarious without really meaning to and I can't help but smile again.

Who are you at three?
You are the one who asks for gummi bears day and night and ten times more than anyone else.
You are the one who random strangers smile at most in the grocery store.
There is just a sparkle in your smile....

You are the boy who wants nothing more than to go anywhere in Dad's truck.
You tell Daddy a lot how much you miss him while he is at work.
You love going to the garage with him on a Saturday.
You are the sweet voice at naptime asking "Mommy, can you just lay with me for a couple minutes?".
You are in love with Darth Vader and all things star wars.
You get mad when people call you "Danny" and you angrily correct them. 

You sing the spiderman theme constantly... it is the most adorable thing anyone has heard.
You try to tell people you are four because you want to be like Tommy.

You think a chainsaw is called a rotary scalpel.... Thanks to Uncle Nathan.
You very often say, "Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom!???!?.... Um.... I love you."

And my heart bursts. I love you so so so much. Too much for words baby.
I wish I was the one to say it first when that happens.
I get mad at myself for being so busy while you try to get my attention.
I feel bad for taking seven extra days to write this to you.
I don't love you less because it took so long you know. I was just busy with you.
Doing your laundry and cooking your meals... but also swimming, going to the library,
wandering the zoo, playing in the sandbox....
and as tired and distracted as I feel tonight I just had to sit down and say all this and tell you...
I can't wait to be busy with you again tomorrow and everyday of this third wonder filled year.
I love you my little man. 


Anonymous said...

when i collect myself, and can focus more, i will tell you how sweet and sensitive this letter to "Daniel" is....and he surely does have a sparkle in his SMILE!! and he is ALL things you said!! DARE TO BE A DANIEL....not a DANNY! LOL xoxoxo GiGI

Mama Spud said...

So sweet!