Adarius,
My beautiful boy, I am so over-the-top in love with you. Someday when, God-willing, you have a beautiful boy of your own…maybe you will understand what I mean. You have been such a gift since the day I first laid my eyes upon you and kissed your sweet face, and there hasn’t been one single day since that first July 4th together when I didn’t have to muster up a huge amount of will power just to stop kissing you.
I cannot believe you will be four in just a few minutes…or that I will be forty-two. I took this last photo of us just right before I put you down to bed for the last time as a three-year old. You are were so tired – probably all that marching around the house letting everyone kiss and hug you goodnight for the last time before you emerge a four-year-old tomorrow. Then, after the two whole minutes it took for you to fall asleep, I did the same. Getting my fill of caresses, smelling you, and taking mental pictures of your sleeping face to store in my forever memory bank – such precious deposits, indeed.
The last year in the life of you has been chalk-full of adventure…your first year of preschool, the loss of your first tooth – and all the mouth bumping accidents that led to its early demise, the (at minimum) quadrupling of your vocabulary, the end of your need for night-time pull-ups because you’re such a big boy now, and your personality…Lord have mercy. You are literally the most witty kid I have ever known. You make us laugh with nearly every thing you say, and those facial expressions! So dang funny. You have a thousand daily questions, and then you turn around and also have a thousand and one answers…usually for your own questions!
You are, well, you are…
PERFECT.
Happy birthday to us! Another July 4th to celebrate another year in the life of us. Man, I am so blessed and humbled that I was chosen to be yours. I love you.