Mother's Day 2014

Dear JJ,

For Mother's Day we went to Oregon to see my mom - you are her only grandchild. Her eyes aren't very clear, and her ears are a bit hard of hearing, but she loves it when you are around.

Then there is your mom - and those who knew her years ago would think that she would never be a mom - and yet she is yours. And she is an amazing mom - sometimes I check in and see her playing with you, laughing with you - and the biggest smile on her face. 

Moms- we miss Gigi this year, but don't worry son - you get to see her soon.

We are lucky to have you in our lives, son. Without a son, your mom wouldn't be a mom - she discovered a part of herself that fills her heart with joy -- just like I hope I did with my mom.

Love,

Dad

Two Great Moms - Yours and Mine.

We use to travel by putting you in a stroller - now you are insisting on rolling your own suitecase

Mom, Dad, Sparky - and the two of us- 

Finding new friends at the airport to play with

At the bookstore- insisting on reading a new book

Enjoying a day by the river in Portland with mom

The Joy of A Little Boy

Dear JJ,

I never knew how much joy you would bring into my life - but every time I think of you - every photo that your mom shares with me- every time I come home and see you - it melts my heart.

You've changed a bit since you were born -  you use to wake up at 5 am and that would be our time. Now you sleep in with your mom.

You no longer use diapers - and I never realized how freeing that is, but it is great.

We don't need the stroller - and that is great because it saves on travel. Although that stroller was a faithful companion on three continents.

But you still love mommy and daddy, and Lucky - and GiGi, Papa, Uncle Peter, Aunti Kim, Uncle Bob, and Grandma and Grandpa Simpson.  Plus a few assorted aunties and uncles that you have no idea they are not related to us- but to you they are.

Every night when I put you to bed, before you go to sleep you always say, "I love you, daddy."

Does anyone have more riches than that?

Love,

Dad

Finding the water puddles in the park