| f i v e m o n t h s | this little meatball! we love his little dimple, his “singing”, his hearty laughs, and his fuzzball hedgehog hair. he rolls all over the place, LOVES his Sophie giraffe (might be his first ever crush), chomps on everything, probably wishes he had more hands so he could grab everything in creation, loves the Choo Choo Train, sucks his little thumb from time to time, is very determined, and oh. so. sweet. ways he is like his dad: eats only to survive (and not the other way around, like his mom) and is very good-natured. ways he is like his mama: curious to a fault and laughs at *everything*. we love you to the sky, Clyde. //
I don’t believe in soulmates (at least not in the way you’d think a Pisces would). what I do believe is that this man was born 37 years ago, so that I could fall in love with him four years ago, marry him three years ago, and so that together we could welcome into the world the most beloved little creature there ever was. I am better with him holding my hand than I ever was on my own. if you know Jay, you love Jay. it’s really as simple as that. Happy Birthday, my love. I am so glad you belong to us forever. //
