It seems like just yesterday that I was pushing that lovely head of yours out of my nether-regions, of course; they say childbirth is a pain that you never forget and it would appear that they are correct.
I love you, anyway.
I love how much you enjoy this life that your father and I brought you into. I love how much joy you derive from the simplest things, kicking a stone down the street as I walk you home from school, building imaginary forts in the tree outside, perfecting your front-flip on the trampoline; my life is more joyful as a result of watching you and I am forever grateful to have you in my life.
On the way to school this morning, you told me a joke…
Little boy: Doctor, doctor, I need a new butt!
Doctor: why do you need a new butt?
Little boy: This one has a crack in it!
….upon delivering the punch line, you laughed until tears rolled down your cheeks. It made me laugh almost as hard. I hope you always have more happy tears than sad ones, that you always remember how a good joke can brighten the darkest day and that you always have someone to laugh along with you but, most of all; I hope you always know how special you are and how much I love you.
You were worth the pain of a million labors.