It’s your second birthday and you are snuggled next to me as I type… it’s storming now and as you told me last night “it’s dark and raining I sleep by you” (dark a yayn,  I dudu here)
The rain is symbolic and so is the fact that I had one of the worst days ever yesterday (locked everything in house,had things break and lost a substantial amount of money to a dishonest stranger and ended up trying to pay for your party with nothing but a smile)
It reminds me that you are my rainbow … The calm after the storm…not just because of your brother but because of who you are little man and the fact that you are wise beyond your years. you saw the things I made you for your birthday and said “wow so pretty” and didnt try to take anything.
I was feeling pretty defeated and when you saw my tear stained face after a tough day you asked for a “huggy kissy”
And said “I kissy better” because that’s what I do for you.
I pray so hard that you will always have such a good heart, that you will always be willing to say sorry and eager to say thank you. That I can still get huggies and kissies for a little while longer and that you will never lose your mischievous smile…
You suprise me every day…you speak now and though your sentences are broken, the sentiment never is…you pray every night for everyone and everything and if I forget you remind me to “tank u jesus”. You are still quite sneaky and if you really don’t want to sleep you will list everything from building blocks to chocolate in your prayer.
Sometimes you infuriate me…you don’t like to eat or sleep (unless you are faking it to get out of school) and you get a little too helpful in shops filling the trollies of random strangers, also although you will tell me to “change a bum bum please” take out the nappies,wipes and powder your own bum you tell me in no uncertain terms…”No! you pee a toilet, I pee here” (points at nappy).
You are such a daddy’s boy you will ask me to “call a daddy” “bring  daddy here” if your dad is not around… you two drive me crazy with your wrestling matches and balloon saber fights over me when I’m trying to watch TV but my life is richer for it…
You have this cute/awkward habit of doing “boom” if you have a object and someone else has same:  you need to put them together and say boom…you hurled a rugby Ball at a rugby match on TV for “boom” and shoved my face into a magazine because the woman in picture reminded you of me.
That being said you are such a blessing… everyone that meets you says there is something special about you and today I just thank you for the chance to be your mom….

Happy Birthday Aidan or like you say Ahhhden