If I could bottle up your little five-year-old self I would. I would bottle up your giggle. Then, I could open it up years down the road. It would make me laugh it is so contagious. I would also bottle up the light in your eyes. When I open that bottle up, it will help me trust more and be corageous.
How could I not bottle up your enthusiasm? It is energizing. And your happiness is calming. Your little five-year-old tears are sweet and tender, and your smell...it makes me want to muzzle right up in your neck and breathe the fresh chill.
I don't know how I was blessed to be your mom. The depth of your soul is so great. I am in awe of how much life is packaged in such a cute little boy. I'm so proud to be "James' mom".
I hope all your birthday wishes and dreams come true little one.
love,
Mom
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