A Special Party,

Today we held your birthday at our apartment, even though your official birthday isn't until Monday. I'm pretty sure you still don't quite grasp the concept of a birthday, but you had a blast nonetheless.

I hope to forever remember the pure joy on your face as we all sang happy birthday to you by the light of the lone number 2 candle on the cake we made for you. The candlelight dancing with excitement in your eyes. Your head occasionally bopping to our sing-song voices. The silent giggle & open-mouthed grin as you turned your head up in uncontrollable glee.

I want to remember it all, because its the little things that mean the most to me. The moments in which your strongest emotions shine through are my most cherished memories.

You are how the world should be.

As you sleep,

You're giggling in your sleep again. Each time I hear your soft laughter drifting over from the corner of the room, I can't help but smile & ask myself, "What are you dreaming of, sweet son of mine?"

I wish you could tell me all about the images that dance across your minds eye at night. Do you imagine yourself playing in the sun with Stormy chasing after you? Am I there with you as well? Do we play together at the park & roll around in the grass? Or maybe you're imagining being on the job with Daddy & Pop-Pop, working with the big machines. Or perhaps you're thinking of something as simple as what you did earlier in the day. With how much you're into Mickey Mouse lately, it wouldn't be a far reach to assume that you're dreaming of being back in Disney World, playing with Mickey & the gang.

What ever it is that makes up your dreams, I know it's keeping you content while the rest of the world is asleep. That alone helps me rest well at night.