Air Mail

I was minding my own business.
Soaking in a bubble bath.
And in flew a piece of air mail.
Just for me!

And ever so carefully, I opened it.
I recognized the handwriting as that of a little joy...my littlest joy...the one that looks like his daddy, but acts like his mama!
And in typical "acting like his mama" fashion, he peeped his head around the corner and proceeded to translate it for me.

"I love- loVE- LOVE mom!", he said with increasing emphasis.

And I chuckled to myself.

He's a sweet little monkey!

And he's getting smarter every day!

Not only has he figured out how to use his eyes...smile...dimples...charm to his advantage. He's even figured out how to sneak in a few extra hearts into his love letters! Did you notice the heart replacing the "o's" in love and mom? He's a tricky little monkey!

Now my littlest joy, here's a trick for you. Please stop growing up so fast! Time is passing much too quickly!

But no matter how big and strong you grow, you'll always be my baby baby!

I love, loVE, LOVE you, too!