You found a little butterfly, and played with it for a while. But as the butterfly would move you were a bit rough - so I had to catch the butterfly and let it go.
You cried and cried, as I told you the butterfly went to the moon. But then you looked up at the moon and said, "Bye butterfly."
Our time is short son- and everyday when I go to work and you say "Bye daddy," my heart melts - and I hope that it is soon I get to see you again. One day I won't- and it will be like the butterfly. But until then we will play a lot, and I hold precious every hug and kiss.
|Looking for butterflies at St. James Park in London|
|Did you know you have a beautiful mom?|
|You have become quite able to play with your iPod games|
|Fans fascinate you|
|Having Gigi give you a bath is the best|
|I value every hug and kiss|
|Nothing like greens|
|Chasing seagulls in La Jolla|