Aiden Joseph Loux,
You are my dream come true. You are everything I imagined you would be when I first laid eyes on your little photograph on August 28, 2008, and fell in love. Everything, and so much more.
I love everything about you, son. I love the way you make me laugh, even when I should be scolding you. I love the way you make me forget about all of my problems when you take my face in your hands. I love the way you shake your finger at me if I start to sing along with you. I love the way you hold out your hand to stop me and give me “the look” if I try to dance along to your “Chooma Dance.” I love how every morning before you can even walk straight or get your eyes fully open you are asking to EAT. I love that you call for Momma every night after Daddy tucks you in.
Without you so many things in my life would not be the same:
1. I wouldn’t have learned how fun it is to lick someone you love.
2. I wouldn’t be nearly as experienced at cleaning up poop.
3. I wouldn’t have learned how to “Trap a Chooma” and keep him safe and sound in his bed.
4. I wouldn’t be so grateful for the mole on my forehead that you insist is a boo boo and kiss so very often.
5. I would probably not have a very uniquely shaped mascara brush that now looks like a capital L instead of a lower case l.
I love you son. I’m so grateful that this year I have been blessed to call you mine.
You are perfect. You are fearfully and wonderfully made. I love you with all my heart.
And on this day of your birth, there is a tiny ache in my heart that I was not there the day you were born to whisper into your ear and tell you how perfect you were. So today I will tell you again. And tomorrow. And the day after.
Forever and Always,