My sweet boy.
My 2 year old monster. Not a day goes by that I don’t thank God for you. I wish I could just stop time, bottle you up, and hold onto you tight, forever. I try not to empower you with too much love, but it’s impossible. I just want to keep you at this age, and put you in my pocket. Take you everywhere I go. It seems like just yesterday my 8lb 7oz baby boy was born! The time has flown by so much. I love you to the moon and back Lucas Robert. More than you will ever know. You will forever be,
my little boy.
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