So my post two seconds ago was super weak because this post is WAAAYYYYY better. Alexander turns two tomorrow. TWO!! And I am so very proud of him. I know all parents think their children are great, but this kid. He saves my life every day. Because of him, I smile, laugh, and forget about my cancer EVERY DAY. I tell him each night that this is a pretty big responsibility for such a little guy, so God must have some great plans for him.
Alexander is a chatter box. He is creative. He understands empathy and loves people! He can be a stinker (the latest is running away from us through the neighbor’s yard) and a little rough with smaller kids, but we are working on that. Alexander spontaneously tells me I’m pretty now and again, especially if I am wearing a shirt with a flower pattern. It sounds so stupid, but this means so much to me in so many ways.
We got matching haircuts yesterday, and he loves that. And I love that he loves it.
Alexander says “I love you”. And he loves Daddy and all the neighbors, too! Except Jon. For some reason, he always says “I LIKE Jon”. Of course, I made sure Jon knows this.
Alexander is my guardian angel.
He is the reason I’m even here to celebrate his day tomorrow.
I hope you read this someday, Xander-man. I love you more than words can say.