Four years.
Can you believe it?
I can’t.
Four years ago, I got the call. I watched as your momma breathed and pushed, laughed then cried, cajoled and labored you into this world…your daddy joking, holding, whispering, and supporting her all the while. Your wail was wild and free. They wept with joy and exhaustion. Time seemed to stand still.
It seemed like it would be forever until you would be big enough to play; you seemed so tiny, so fresh. So new.
Quickly you grew. Your giggle emerged. Your playful eyes danced with mischief. Always.
{Just like your daddy.}
Your affection for taking things apart, puzzles, sticks and Minions is fascinating to watch. Your love for animals, sweets, your cousins and your parents is so sweet. So innocent. So you.
Dear Jax James…it has been only four years but feels like always. Love you forever…Auntie.
