I can’t type without feeling tears welling up already. Ah!
Dear Coltan,
You are my first child. You are when awe and wonder entered my life in a touchable, viewable form. You are light and warmth. You have captured my heart and you are so careful with it because that is how you are. You were created with a sensitive and caring heart. You are kind and compassionate. You love so well.
You are four. I’m so excited for you to be four! This is going to be a great year. You are learning so much. You love to learn! You know so much – bits of french and spanish you are so proud to speak, you sound out small words, you can do simple math. You are so curious and ask endless questions. NOTHING gets past you and that has taught me such a great lesson to measure my words. I am just so amazed by your little sponge of a brain!
Today, your reaction as you opened your gifts was so great. We bought you a play castle and as you ripped the paper off the box you kept saying, “No. No way. No. It’s not. No way.” You did the same for your Fulham football shirt. It was so funny. You asked if Leo would help you open your presents and you played with your new rugby ball with Leo and Dad. You love your brother. You protect him and get upset if he gets upset. You really don’t like it when he gets scolded on any level!
You actually woke up on your 4th birthday with a double ear infection. We jetted off to the Dr and you bounced back with the help of the meds. Even sick, you were so happy to spend the day at home and bring your Birthday rice krispie treats to preschool tomorrow. You of course are a little guy who has his moments but truly you are such a good natured kiddo. When we bump heads, it’s usually cause one of us is tired or hungry.
You love to dress up as a knight, superhero, fireman, policeman…even a businessman like daddy. Your imagination is wild and I love that are so creative.
You are a comforter. You know when people are sad and you do something about it. You say beautiful things…things like “You are the best mommy in the whole world and all the planets.” and “I love Leo’s sweet soft head.” and “Make a happy face when you tell Poppy (the neighbors cat) to go back outside, mommy.”
You bring me rocks and leaves you find outside because you think they are pretty. You are smitten with every little girl you befriend. You seem utterly perplexed to pick one that you will marry and you seem to think it is an urgent matter to decide.
I love being your mommy. Oh I love it! I thank God multiple times a day for Coltan Mattern Blossom…that I get the blessing of watching you grow. I am overcome with gratitude.
Happy Birthday Coltan!!
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