Son

Every night I have him by my side; he hugs me and leans towards me. I can feel the heat of his body and smell his milky sweat. I want to treasure these days, the nights, our little walks, our little talks.

I love his little hands with his fast fingers that get into my plate, overturn the cup, sweep the floor dust, those hands that hug me just like that, in the middle of a small game that he has with his puzzle mat.

I love his little kisses and the little bites.

I love the excitement in his voice when he just wakes up and his beautiful heart-warming smile.

You are my son, my first born, my treasure and my joy.

Things About You I like

I like how you pay attention to the details.

I like to see you wake up in the morning and thrilled about life.

One

We are celebrating you! It has been one wonderful year with you. You brought a lot of joy into our lives.
Love you, son.

Mother To Me

What a blessing it is to have a motherly mother.

She wakes up at night to help.
She cares through the day.
She forgives everything.
She comforts.
She understands.
She takes loads upon herself.
She sacrifices.
She defends her own.
She tells the truth.
Ultimately, she loves.

10

crawling
standing
3 teeth
playing hide-and-seek
eating kasha
Papa fan
ladushki and soroka
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sweet 9 turning 10