Today you announced you wanted to make your own lunch.
And so you did.
Stawberry and cheddar sandwiches.
Gobbled up hastily with such delight.
And just in case I needed to make one for myself, you kindly drew me a recipe.
It is one of my greatest pleasures to watch you sprout and grow.
Over the past year or so, it has become clear that your mind may work a little differently than most. I must admit that sometimes my heart grows heavy with worry about how the world will accept your eccentric little self. I firmly believe you will accomplish great things in life. Of this, I am sure.
Thank you for being you.
Love you forever,