To My Sweetest Milo:
You make me so very happy.
The way you will hold your cup with your teeth so that both hands can be free to play with cars.
Or the way I ask you to pose for pictures, and this is what you come up with...
And the way you always eat your oatmeal before it's cool and burn your tongue. You cry, and then two seconds later try for a second bite, like somehow it suddenly became ready to eat. Such a mystery.
But I think I love you most of all because of what you have made me into. When I wake up you are the first thing on my mind. Mainly because you are kicking the wall next to your bed and I have to run in there and tell you to cut it out.
But nonetheless, I'm mad-crazy about you, kid. You are the greatest Milo I know, and I don't want you to ever doubt my love for you.