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You are wonderful.

I know your dad and I say these words to you each and every day, but since you were born we can’t help but marvel at how precious a gift you are to us. You are wonderful. These words can’t be said enough. And in hearing them over and over may their truth be felt to the core of your being. You are wonderful.

You teach me there’s a Giver who gives good and perfect gifts.

You are fun.

You share your father’s propensity for play. In every moment you take the opportunity to enjoy life. In the clothing store a broken hanger makes a fine communication device. On the walk to school a neck warmer is a Ninja mask. Throughout the day I hear about robot designs, story plots and new super powers.

You teach me that work should sometimes wait.

You are kind and compassionate.

You console a friend who falls and gets hurt. You compliment a classmate on their colouring. You are quick to include the newcomer and invite them to join in the game of tag.

You teach me that kindness can be intuitive and compassion sincere.

You are generous.

You offer to share your new toy with a friend. You give mom and dad tastes of your treats without worrying about what’s leftover for you. You offer one of your golden maple leafs to ease the disappointment of someone who’s sad.

You teach me that sacrifice can truly be selfless.

You are my (super)hero.

I’m proud of the little things that are similar between us: our blue eyes, our tendency to be home-bodies, we want the light switches to face the same direction when on/off, we must eat our cereal before it gets even slightly soggy, our super-sensitive gag-reflexes and our over-active imaginations. These similarities make me proud because while I strive to be a worthy role model and parent, already I see in you so many things I’d like to be.

You teach me about who I am and about who I can be.

You are wonderful.

Happy 6th Birthday, my son!

My most recent labour of love… illustrating my son’s first story. Click on the first image to read through the book (see also Co Violet by R. Dycavinu: The Literary Lessons I Learned).