dear tucker,
the very first thing i want to tell you is how much i love you. like, to the moon and back a million times over. i honestly didn't know i could love another human being so much until i had you.
i remember the night you came into my life like it was yesterday. but it wasn't yesterday. it was five years ago. every single day since then, i count my blessings that you are mine.
even though you've always been a little dude in size, you have made up for it in attitude. and even though you have an attitude, you still are one of the sweetest little kids i know. you care and worry about others. this trait has really came to light since you became a big brother to your little baby peach. you love that little guy so much and are so excited that you will be 'best friends forever'. when he was born, you were so gentle with him. now that he's sneaking into your room or trying to get your toys, you aren't always gentle, but you still love him just as much.
there isn't a day that goes by that you don't say or do something that brings a smile to my face or a tear to my eye. last night, you wanted to give me another kiss before bed 'just because i love you mom'. and today, when you were talking about someone that was being not-so-nice to you, you told me that we need to 'teach her a lesson' and it sounded a little soprano like. was it wrong of me to think that was hilarious?
you are very animated. :)
you are getting sick of the camera and i'll try anything to get a good shot of you. in this shot, i captured you 'counting' the number of shots i took since i only had a limited window of approval. totally you to actually COUNT the shots.
you have developed a strange habit when it comes to eating. sometimes before dinner is even finishing cooking, you will be asking how many bites you have to take of it. seriously. and you also have a habit of having to drop a deuce every night at dinner time. talk about procrastination at it's finest. then there are days when you eat like a horse. go figure. you must be a lot like your uncle dustin. growing up, the only thing i remember him eating was meat, ketchup, white bread, cereal and swiss cake rolls.
i want to remember the little things. little things like:
you currently are obsessed with my iphone (angry birds), pirates (which was your birthday party theme), and being five. you don't like holes in your socks or your pants. you have a few favorite shirts. you are sick of the snow and want it to melt so we can go camping and you can play on your swingset. you like to help cook and lick the bowl of any goodies we make. a typical lunch for you would be a nutella 'chocolate' sandwich, strawberries, a yogurt stick and a glass of chocolate milk. you love green apples for a snack. you like to sit in the chair and snuggle up with your dad and watch the history or discovery channel. you are a happy kid (with a bit of a short fuse at times). you LOVE school. you love to pick out your books each night and have me read to you. you say you are scared of the dark, so you have your solar system and star nightlights on each night (along with the bathroom light until you're asleep). you say you are hot so you turn your little fan on that hangs on your bed. i think the noise helps you fall asleep. your favorite lovies right now are your black angry bird, your two mickey's, and tucker the turtle. you wear your sunglasses in the morning to watch morning cartoons if the sun isn't up and the tv is too bright. it's hilarious. sometimes you get a little bumbaloo. you still hold my hand when i walk you into preschool ... and you give me a kiss and a hug before i go. you are a jabberbox and will chat anyone's ear off. your favorite color is GREEN. you love 'mommy, daddy, and levi days' (the days when we all are home and don't work). and honestly ... those are my most favorite days too.
there is so much i can say, but it all comes down to this: i love you. i can't believe you are already five. i sometimes want to pause this life and go back to different times throughout the last five years because i'm already starting to forget. you are growing up way too fast. i never thought it was possible for five years to go by this quickly, but it has.
and here you are. five years old. happy birthday!
i love you to the moon and back tuckerbug.
love, mom