Baby, Be A Simple Man

My baby! You are going to be four years old soon! In a couple of weeks, you will be surrounded by friends and family to wish you a very happy birthday! People will have traveled miles (even flew on airplanes!) to be here, with you! That is how special you are!

I am counting down the days! Until then, I will tell you every day about the day you were born.

I have to start with the night before. Because daddy took me to this restaurant in Del Mar called il fornio for dinner. We had an ocean view and I cried! I cried because I was so excited that you were coming! And it was the last dinner daddy and mommy would have together alone. Daddy thought I was being mushy and tried to act all hard, but I am sure he was scaaaaaaarrrrrrrreed. He kept his cool though! So we ate, and were merry! (I am sure you have realized in your four short years on this earth that food is a central theme in our family structure...) The rest of the evening was a blur! I only remember waking up, taking a shower and checking in at the hospital!

We wanted you so badly! You are a blessing from God! We were so happy that you were coming! When it was time for me to push, daddy was supposed to be counting like this, "one mississippi", but instead he was counting like this "onemississippi, twomississippi..." I told him "shut the fuck up, with your non counting ass!" (It's not okay to say 'FUCK')

Hey, I was the one one the bed, with my legs stretched in a very prone position and he wants to rush it? I don't think so!

Nona took up close shots of mommy's poo-nanny, with your head coming out! Ewwwww!

You were born at 1:19 in the afternoon and everybody was in the hospital room! I was so suprised when the doctor gave you to me! You had blonde hair!You had a cowlick on the very crown of your head. I used to call it your 'halo'! You were a big boy! You latched on right away!

I was so happy! Daddy was happy! We laughed and cried!

God blessed us with the honor of being your parents!

When we brought you home from the hospital I read you a story called ' I Love You Little One'

And I cried again. I am sure it was not hormones, but rather because of an intense type of love that I never before experienced.

..."Deep in the woods, in an oak tree hollow, a little owl asks, "Do you love me Mama?"and Mama Owl says, "Yes, little one, I love you as the oak tree loves you, tall and strong beside you, giving you the world to see all around. I love you as the oak tree loves you, forever and ever and always"...

Thank you for being our son! Thank you for teaching me how to be a better person, how to love unconditionally. Thank you for teaching me to 'take it down a couple of notches'. Thank you for reminding me to stop and smell the roses! Thank you for teaching me to walk a little slower. Thanks for wanting to play in the rain! Thanks for making me a mud pie with your special ingrediants, you picked especially for me (ala rattatouille) You are "the youngest chef ever" Thank you for liking good music! I really like the way you sing 'Simple Man'

All that I want for you my son, is to be satisfied!