To my favorite* son,

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Three hundred and sixty-four.

That’s how many days I have known your touch,

The number of days I’ve known that your hair feels like a brand new tennis ball.

Your smooth, porcelain skin – once transparent, thin, and fragile,

Still mesmerizes me…from the tip of your fuzzy head, right down to your chubby toes.

I have a connection with you that I only have with one other person in the whole wide world,

And that person is my daddy.

Seeing myself in your twinkly blue eyes, your dimples, and your mischievous ways,

Makes me so incredibly thankful that you are my son.

To my dearest Wes,

I love you more than words could ever express.

Love,

Mommy

* Just so you all don’t think I’m horrible, and already playing favorites with my children – I must confess.  I will often be holding one of the boys when I’m around other people, and just to see what others’ responses will be, I will sometimes whisper, “you’re my favorite, don’t tell your brother” in their ear, just loud enough for the person/people around me to hear.  It’s hilarious, and I always feel like it’s an amazing bonding time with me and my two boys…I will always make sure that they each feel that they are my favorite (with an asterisk, of course).