In honor of Mother’s Day, I thought I’d share a letter the 1-year-old wrote to my wife.
A couple weeks ago he pulled me aside and said he had jotted down some thoughts for a Mother’s Day card. He knew I had some writing experience, so he asked if I could look it over. This sounded reasonable, so I obliged.
I had to polish it up a bit (man, kids can babble on), but here’s the finished product:
We’ve been close since the beginning. For whatever reason, we just seemed to click. I’m hungry, you have food. I want to sleep, you put me in bed. I need a clean diaper, and you detect this through some magical power — I’m convinced is hidden inside your nose — and give me a fresh diaper.
From vicious vacuums trying to eat me to loud noises coming from the radio, you’ve saved me so many times. I love that.
I also love that you understand how challenging walking can be. And how any shirt I’m wearing might as well be a straight jacket when it comes to me trying to remove it.
I love that you appreciate my prowess at climbing the two steps to the top of the 24-inch slide in the backyard. And also how you celebrate my slide down every time as if I just scored a perfect 10 in the high dive event at the Olympics.
I’m sorry about the whole splashing in the toilet thing and that “code brown” situation in the bathtub. I should know better. But I’m thankful you were there to handle it, because that Dad guy doesn’t know what he’s doing when it comes to bathroom situations.
(Just between us, he totally asked me if I could just “hold it until Mom gets home” the first time he was watching me while you were gone.)
I have to admit I was confused by people patting your tummy and saying, “the baby will be here soon.” I thought I was the baby. I did some research into the subject and it appears I’m going to be an older brother. I’m assuming this isn’t going to impact your ability to protect me from the vacuum.
But this isn’t about me. It’s about how wonderful you’ve been. No one has made sure I was more completely taken care of than you, and I know my baby brother is going to be just as well taken care of.
In the 15 months I’ve been in this world (and the two years we’ve been together), no one has more thoroughly shown me what love is than you. I love that.
I hope you have a great Mother’s Day. You’re certainly a great mother.