Dear Baby Sawyer,
You are not such a baby anymore. I watched you playing with your cousins today, and saw a glimpse of you as a kid. You were climbing on the playground, exploring all the low tunnels, and chasing the other kids. At one point, you looked up at me from across the room and just smiled. It was one of those brief moments where I see you growing up, where you just seemed so smart, so aware of everything going on around you. Later your little feet ran too fast for you to keep up, and you fell, and I was there to kiss all the hurt away. Being your mom has meant so much more to me than I ever could have imagined; I’m so glad that you were sent to our little family. Thank you for being silly, and fun, and just as energetic as a little boy should be.
Love, Your Mom
P.S.- Please stop trying to eat the cat food. I will catch you every time.