Wednesday, July 6, 2011
the big boys.
Dear little boy of mine,
I know you love to watch the big boys. They run around and shoot hoops and ride their bikes and scooters down our steep hill. You stand in awe, watching. And I can tell you want to do all of those things. You even ask me if the big boys would play with you.
You will be big soon enough. Far too soon, I'm afraid. There will come a day when you do all of the things those big boys are doing, and the little boys will stand in awe of you.
I love your more than you know, my little man.
Hugs and kisses,