I have trouble putting into words how much I love you and how much joy you bring to my life. From the minute you wake up until the minute you pass out on your pillow at night, your energy draws us in. Your constant smile, the way you bebop around all day like you just have to get the excitement out of you, makes me so happy. I look at your sweet face with the sparkly eyes and cleft chin and space between your front teeth makes me smile. You complete our family.
I love when I get you alone and you go into your monologue. It’s like one huge 25 minute run-on sentence and it’s magic. We go for a bike ride and for the entire ride, you never stop talking. We talk about everything under the sun. I guess being the third child makes you latch on to those alone moments and soak it up. I love that about you. You know how to soak life up.
You’re a super picky eater and it drives me crazy, but I love that you know what you like. If we could just eat pizza and cheeseburgers all the time, you’d be in heaven. I have to pry your fingers off the Wii remote and drag you outside. Once you get out though, you always find something fun to do. You always want to have a friend over to play, but you love to be alone too. You’re smart as whip but could care less. There’s fun to be had and friends to play with and things to do and that’s what’s important to you. You don’t care what people think, you’re as confident as they come. Everyone that knows and loves you always comments on how you’re just so lovable. It’s true.
I’m so proud of you.
I wish everyone had a Matthew. Their lives would be so much happier and full of joy. I can only imagine the type of man you’re going to be someday; I have no doubt you will be wonderful. I don’t know what I’d do without you. I’m so very lucky and proud to have you as my son.
Happy 7th Birthday sweet guy. I love you!