Dear Mr. Boy,
On your birthday, I sit to write you a note to tell you how much I love you. Today we watched a video your dad and I made three days after you were born. In that video, we talked about the miraculous way you entered our lives. You came via a birth mother that we love very much and give thanks for every single day. I tell you this every year, but the doctor said you would arrive between 6-8pm, but no later than 9pm. You had to come into the world on your own terms at 9:01PM. This has been such an indicator of what the rest of your life would be like. You are a born leader, anxious to lead and do things on your terms. Your fun personality, naturally draws people to you and each and every day you make me laugh out loud. We have so much fun together and I love being with you.
You are strong willed and a born leader, and not afraid to speak your mind. Learn from your mama, learn to bite your tongue. During one of your baseball games, you tagged a player out and proceeded to smack talk the player as he walked back to the dug out. You even threw down your glove, as you started to go at it with the player. He had provoked you a bit, and I sat in the bleachers and watched you, mortified. Deep down, I knew you got that fiesty spirit from me, but one of the best lessons I ever learned is knowing when to keep your mouth shut. It's a tough lesson, and that was a great opportunity to teach you the basic concepts. I look back on that experience and laugh now, because it is just so typical of your personality. You don't back down, and you don't take no easily for an answer. It's a tough thing as a mom, to learn to teach you "No means No", without breaking the persistance and drive that is so innate in your personality. I remind you again, that as your parents, we are doing the best we can. There is no instruction manual for kids, and every child is so different. I realized most parents have NO IDEA what they are doing, but we are all trying our best. Here is hoping it's good enough, if not, you can either go to college or use that money for therapy, your choice.
Mr. Boy, a few weeks ago you attended a Soccer Camp led by professional soccer players from the UK. I watched you play and talked to one of the other dad's there. He sighed, "I just don't think my son realizes just how amazing this opportunity is." This sums up exactly my fear of raising you in Los Angeles. Do you realize just how fabulous your life is? I know I remind you of this all the time. Living here provides us with so many opportunities very few kids get the chance to experience. Not everyone gets the chance to see all the props from the Harry Potter movies, visit movie sets, swim all year round, learn soccer from the Pro's, and know famous actors only as, "Pete's Dad". Don't forget to be humble and be grateful as you grow up. I know you hear this 100 times a day from me, "Mr. Boy, Be nice, Be grateful." but these traits of a true hero.
Mr. Boy, on your birthday, I am reminded again, I am the luckiest mom in the world. Each day I gave thanks for you and your sister. Both of you, have changed who I am for the better. You have taught me to be nice, be more grateful and to be more patient. Hopefully, I can teach you those same attributes over your lifetime, if not, your children will teach you them, I am sure of that.
I love you.