Most days you make me laugh and smile
Some days you make me sad
Often you make me crazy
But I wouldn't want it any other way.
You are into everything. Seems like just after I clean up a mess you made, you are making a new one right behind me.
You make me tired, yet I still can't wait to see you when you wake up in the morning.
You make me smile when you give me kisses (especially the "fishy lips" kisses) and tight hugs.
You make me laugh when you do your "fake" and very loud laugh.
You make me sad when you grab onto my legs or push me away from the counter when I'm making dinner.
I love it when you fold your arms during prayer and say "amen" and then clap because you did such a good job.
It makes my heart happy when you play with your brothers and call for them to come get you out of bed in the morning. ("Wyatt!")
I am frustrated when you get into my bathroom cupboards and throw everything out when I am trying to get ready quickly....and then I feel bad when I have to push you out and lock the door, but sometimes it has to be done.
I get upset when you play in the toilet or throw your food on the floor.
I am happy when you take a great nap and wake up with crazy hair.
I think you are cute when you talk on my cell phone ("hello", "love you")...and when you say "Daddy" whenever it rings or when you hear the door chime.
It brings a smile to my face when you sing in the car or talk to yourself.
I love that you love your blanket, your thumb, your dinosaur, and your bear.
I get worried when you climb up onto the table, the stools, or when you want to play in the front yard (and always run out into the street).
I feel bad when I realize you are being naughty because you just want attention.
I love it when you laugh because I am playing with you, chasing you, or tickling you.
I get tired of hearing you say, "mommy" (you say it when you want more of something too) all day, but I know I will miss it (and everything else) someday.
I can't believe you are growing up so fast.
I love you, my Levi.
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