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I am day late on this but I was just too exhausted last night...

Dearest Michael,

How is it possible that you are already THREE years old?? It seems like just yesterday you were a newborn in my arms...my "littlest man". Even though you look older, in many ways your face is the same as it was when I first saw it. And I will always remember your little chicken legs...you seemed so small. But my, how you have grown!

From your friendly nature to your sweetness to your ability to be VERY stubborn, I love all the qualities that make you who you are. I am proud of you on every level. Your recent potty-training accomplishment was so smooth that I still can't believe it (I owe you big for that by the way). For all the things you might resist- like going to bed at night- that one came easily, without struggle. You are also becoming quite the conversationalist-- you astound me with your words sometimes. I love how everything is in "firty (30) minutes" or how you'll "be right back".

You are about to become an official "preschooler" and I would feel sad about it- but you are so ready for it! Your little brother is going to miss being with you all day but luckily, you will still see each other & know that the other isn't too far away. Daycare- which we call "school"- has been rough on all of us but you have learned SO much & truly seem to enjoy it- that at least is some small comfort.

As you grow, I am sure we will have trials and triumphs...and through it all, your daddy and I will love you with everything that we have & will do our best for you. I love being your mommy and have so much fun with you each day.

I love you Michael, with all of my heart. I always tell you "You are the one who made mommy a mommy!". You will always be my baby, no matter how old you are & I will always be here for you, no matter what.

Love you bug,
Mommy