i picked you up from daycare today and you and your classmates were in the rainy day room playing. well, they were playing. i peeked in the window and couldn't see you anywhere. i thought you might be hiding so i opened the door and you were all by yourself sitting on a bean bag in the front corner of the room. you looked very happy but my heart broke for you.
i worry for you boy. more than i ever thought i would. before you were born, i worried that something would be "wrong" with you. you came out perfect though. for the first year, i worried i might do something to mess you up, or drop you, or break you in some manner. you have proven yourself pretty durable though. now that you are developing a little bit of a personality, i pray that you grow up happy. i pray you have close friends and one day and that you ultimately find someone you love as much as i love mommy. i pray you don't grow up lonely.
i hope as you grow older we can look back on you in the corner at daycare all by yourself and see it as early evidence of you having an independent soul and not wanting to fit in with the crowd. hey, maybe you were just trying to get away from those nasty kids that bite you? whatever the situation, however you turn out, independent or not, know that i love you. more than i thought i could.
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