Friday, October 23, 2015
A Letter to My Son on His Second Birthday
Jack - it seems like only yesterday when you were welcomed into the world. On that day, you made your mother and I the happiest people on Earth, even though you kept us up and required a ton of attention. I guess that's just how things are with you newborns. The first year was a roller coaster ride of growth and learning which culminated with you being able to walk, which presented it's own unique challenges. Your second year, in my opinion, was much more fun and eventful. You grew tremendously, both physically and especially intellectually. Your mother and I don't know how it happened, but you started talking in complete thoughts and began repeating the words we use, especially dad's expletives (much to your mother's chagrin.)
You have begun to take on your own personality as well as developed likes and dislikes. It seems my indoctrination of Star Wars has worked because you demands your Star Wars books on a nightly basis and you picked Chewbacca as your Halloween costume. Dad couldn't be prouder! Just like your mother, you're brave in the face of danger - especially spiders that build webs by our back door. You're also a really brave eater, something you can ultimately thank your mother for (you still haven't witnessed me eat a tomato.)
The major milestones in our parenting come in the moments shared between your mother and me. You don't even know they are happening, but when you do something silly or use a word we had no idea you knew about, your mother and I will share a smile or a laugh. A simple exchange that speaks volumes of our pride and joy in our son. You may not know this, but you have actually brought your mother and I closer together. The moments we share, the being we created, and the teachings we pass on, all intertwine into a life of happiness and bliss we share with each other on a daily basis. Weekend excursions may not have the same exotic locations as they used to, but we are always guaranteed an eventful trip when we bring you along, especially if we forget the stroller.
As you embark upon your third year of life, I want you to know that every day your mother and I share with you brings us bounds of joy. Where before I looked forward to a kiss from your mother and maybe a lick from Bauer upon returning home, I can now add a "Daddy!" scream as you run towards me. To you, it's nothing, but to me, it's the world. On your second birthday, you'll get gifts and hugs from friends and relatives, but you'll also get a promise. A promise that I will continue to love you with all my heart and make sure you have the best childhood possible. Every day of your life, you will have two parents who love each other and will do everything they can to make sure that you grow into the best person that you can be. I love you Jack. Happy Birthday, son.