To Edison

I rocked you before bed, singing Happy Birthday and crying. You are growing up, and there is nothing I can do to stop it. I just want to breathe in every moment of your life. Daddy and I recorded this for you.



Alex wanted to sing you Happy Birthday.

Obviously we can talk about you endlessly. We love you endlessly, too.

1 comment:

Katie said...

Your posts totally make me excited to be a wife and mother someday.

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