Caterpillar sure has been stealing our hearts lately.Â He started life off as such a firecracker, but over time he’s taught me to love him they way he needs to be loved.
It’s not the same as me.
It’s rough.Â It’s playful.Â It’s silly when I am trying to get things done.
He loves to get out in the sun and he plays hard.
He’s all boy.
I always wondered if applying stereotypes like that to kids was a good thing. Good or not, it just is the truth with him.Â He’s so different from Monkey, but every bit as wonderful.
I love you little man.Â You make me get out of bed when I don’t feel like it.Â You drag me outside for fresh air when I’d rather hide from the world inside.Â You make me laugh almost as hard as your Daddy.Â Not in a sillyheart way like Monkey, but in a calculated, well-planned out, we’re gonna get mom rolling kind of way.
It took me a while to see how good you are for me, and for that, I’m sorry.Â But you are.Â You are perfect for me and our family and I love you, little buddy.
I hope you never change.