On Sunday, Tucker turned four. I wrote him a letter just as I’ve done every year since his birth. Maybe this blog will be a time capsule of sorts when my boys are older. Or maybe my letter will make you smile as you thinking about your own little one. Regardless, I hope my letter will bring Tucker joy. Enjoy.
Hello Professor Poop Poop. The 3 year old you thought anything poop or fart related was hilarious. LOL. How can it be that four years ago you entered this world? Four years ago I became a Mother? Four years ago, God planned for your April Fool’s Day arrival. He knew no other day would be more fitting for my little comedian.
You are always trying to make me, Daddy, and Tate laugh. You love to tell silly jokes, make funny faces in the mirror, and bust out goofy dance moves. You’ve got some wicked break dancing skills for an untrained dancer. You love to sing and rhyme and play. Every day you seek adventure. You are a fearless leader and make friends with everyone. You are so incredibly smart. You try so hard to read and are eager to learn. Always asking questions and taking in the world.
You are strong willed, but also kind. Every morning when you wake up you climb up into my arms, give me a big hug and a kiss, and say, “It’s morning time Mommy”. You giggle as you kiss your brothers face and snuggle up on Daddy’s chest. When I ask you what you dreamed about, you always say, “You”.
You sure know how to melt a girls heart. You get that from your Daddy. You hold my door wherever we go and say, “Ladies first”. Then, you smile proudly as I walk by. You love to pick me flowers on our walks, hold my hand, and snuggle. On my most exhausting, frustrating or even just mundane days you catch me off guard when you smile sweetly and say, “Mommy you are beautiful”. My eyes swell with joy at your sweetness.
You, my little wild child, are a beautiful gift. I am so very much in love with you, little man. You make Daddy and I so proud. I can’t wait to see what joy and laughter this year brings. Don’t lose your silly side, my love. Hold on to your sweetness too. The world needs more beautiful souls like yours. So shine bright, baby doll, and spread that light wherever you go.
I love you to the stars and back.
The world needs more beautiful souls like yours.