Saturday, December 28, 2013


This kid.

I love him more with every passing minute. If that's possible. 

He's just exquisite. And I can say that because I didn't give a single, solitary drop to his DNA.

He's smart and athletic.

And funny. Did I mention funny?

He kisses my cheek, hugs me fierce, and wraps me around his little finger.

Tonight, as I was snuggling him tight, I thought about how darn lucky I am. His mother chose to let me be Matthew's mommy. I was hand picked to love that face and the tornado of passion and brilliance and fire that lives behind those eyes.

Hand picked. Almost five years ago.

Why should I be so blessed?

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