Silas, to me you will always be Love.

Well he is my boy. Changing always, who is he? Still my boy. My itty bitty monster is smiling up at me with two very large bottom teeth and two huge red bonks on his forehead! My itty bitty monster is climbing on everything and lunging off friend's laps and onto his little noggin. My itty bitty monster has big ears that cannot hide and they listen to me laugh and he laughs too. My itty bitty monster looks at me with those wide round eyes and questions me with those eyebrows and squints when he is really happy and those big blues sometimes still cry big tears until he's in my arms. My itty bitty monster stands with arms gripping around the mama's neck he loves so much squeezing and smooching and making me cry. That monster heart could not be bigger and neither could his big bell-town that will eat me out of house and home and he'll still be too skinny. The feet of a monster, toes curling crunching wearing cute shoes. Those monster hands are holding gripping fingers pinching learning growing clapping touching carressing my face up my nose grabbing my lips pulling my hair finding trouble here and there and always.

My itty bitty monster is even more loved than he was 5 months ago, 5 days, hours, minutes by the second this mama's love is growing. That is MY boy. My boy that I smile over watching him sleep my hand on his head praying pleading blessing lifting this monster to Him. I smile again and I tiptoe away. Can't wait for morning. I'm the mama. This is my life it's a beautiful life.

This is my boy.