We found out you were coming after we lost it all. Well, I guess we didn’t know “YOU” were coming…but that a baby was on the way. Had I known you were coming I’d a baked a cake :)

Oh my little Magoo. We gave you that nickname b/c you reminded us of Mr. Magoo the cartoon character. You were born with a full head of dark hair and looked NOTHING like any of us. Everyone joked you were the mailman’s baby b/c your dad was gone to Iraq the same day I found out you were growing inside me. Yeah, THAT joke never got old.



Everyone now says you are my mini-me. I have to agree. You have attitude, you are caring, you are emotional, you are dramatic and you are intensely protective of your family. I watched old home videos – old like they were made in the 50s or something? You are ONLY 5. But, home movies of you as a 2 month old do qualify as “old”. Pookins loved you right from the start. I watched him read you books, cuddle with you and lie on the floor next to you and watch “Baby Einstein”. Nowadays; he reads you books, ends up in your bed on cold nights and sits on the futon next to you playing Wii. Not too much has changed. Just technology I guess.




You melt my heart plain and simple. Eskimo kisses, bedtime routines, tickles – all things I will miss when you move on through the years. Though you pinky swore today that you’d still cuddle with me when you are 14. I’m holding you to that. When I told you 5 year olds don’t suck their thumbs you pointed out that you are still 4 – for just a few more hours you are my baby.