Dear Hudson,
Today you turned three years old, and as we prepared to embark on your self-selected Chuck E. Cheese birthday party, I could only
You are three. You are spellbinding.
Carefully, deliberately, you are discovering what it means to be Hudson Kayo Smith. Your likes and dislikes are continually forming, and you enjoy cataloging how you feel about life. Although hesitant to try new things, you are deeply brave and always take that first step with courage. When you do find something interesting, you throw yourself into perfecting it. I love how strong your sense of self has already become.
Indeed, your party reflected that confidence-in-self quite well. You wanted a birthday celebration at Chuck E. Cheese, with a purple cookie cake, pizza, and French fries. You got it, bud. As you clapped your hands, skipped through the restaurant, and showed your guests all your favorite games, I couldn't help but consider all you've already accomplished. You can write your name, the letters of the alphabet, and your beloved numbers. You love Legos, trains, coloring, and books. You're just getting into action figures. In the fall, you want a new backpack for when you start preschool.
When I look at you, I see so much of myself, yet you are clearly your own person. My little man, full of silly mischief (I just love your new "fake" posing grin!), big brown eyes that smile so much, a quiet intelligence that's always ready to learn, a best friend to your sister, whom you adore. You're an enigmatic adventurer, an entertaining storyteller, an early academic. There are so many facets to your personality, so many bright spots that shine each day. Is it any wonder I love you endlessly?
You are the light and joy of my life, my good man.
Happy Birthday!
Love,
Mom
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