We've taken to calling you all kinds of nicknames. You should get used to it- your Mom and Dad do this all the time.
I was just trying to think of a couple but I couldn't for some reason - else I couldn't spell them but trust in knowing that we call you a lot of different things... all loving... some funny...
So yesterday was my birthday and I have to say for the first time in my life I didn't truly care all that much. I mean I did but all I thought about - for the most part - was you. Ya see... you start off everyday for your mother and I in an amazing way. Your little face and your little body learn and change all the time. You smile more than any creature I've ever known.
And with every smile it's like a gift in and of itself. I know that sounds cliche - and you may read this and not know what cliche is just yet - but let's just say it's something your mother and I try to avoid being at all costs. As a matter of fact you will probably miss out on many things in life in hope of avoiding being cliche (disney world, ocean city, merry go rounds, etc...)
I wanted to write to tell you that you are the greatest birthday present a person could ask for. And you and more your mother make my life wonderful in some way every single day. And thank you for that...
Tomorrow or soon - as I seem to be lacking on the regular posting of letters - I will write to you about your first meeting with your Great Grand Father.
All my love,