Jackson's a Big Boy

This is a simple sentimental note of my little boy growing up. Today is his 2nd birthday. It seems like it has been a long time since he was born, and yet, the days have gone by too quickly!! Babies change and grow so much in the first year and I LOVE the baby stage. I loved that I could cuddle with Jackson and kiss on him any time I wanted, but he's perfect at this age too. : ) A second ago, he came walking in here with his pants down to his feet saying, "Uh oh." He cracks me up.
Anyway, this is my personal note to my first born son:

Jackson,
You are special to me, because you are my first baby. You got all the perks of being the firstborn: having your picture taken a bazillion times whether you liked it or not, the entire extended family of both sides jumped for joy at your arrival, your baby book is filled to the brim with information and pictures, your collection of toys is ridiculous, every other day you were taken to the pediatrician about something minor and usually insignificant, and everything Mommy and Daddy has done to you is all because, well, let's face it, you are our guinea pig. I have loved every day....some more than others, but they are memories I will hold dear to my heart forever. I have a couple of requests of you as you grow up and try to figure out who you are in this world. One, never be ashamed to say "I love you" or give me hugs or kisses on the cheek ('cause I know it's too much for me to ask you to kiss me on the lips when you're 16). And two, don't ever stop being the sweet compassionate young man that you are. You came into this world with that ability. Don't ever lose it. Just today, I got upset with you and I started to cry. Instead of being angry with me, you immediately came over to me, hugged my leg and kissed it. Then when I knelt down to hug you, you kissed my cheek twice. I'm in awe of your ability to love and forgive. It has taught me so much already.

I love you, buddy.