Dear Brayden,

The kicking and hitting needs to stop. You are much to sweet for it and you know we don't like it. I think we've been more than patient with you, but if you keep it up we're going to have to get more tough in our discipline. You won't like it, I won't like it, so let's just not go there ok?

Now that we've got that settled, thank you for stepping up into the role of big brother. You have surprised me  with the patience you've had while I care for Zander. I don't think there's anything better than seeing you smile at your brother and pat his head. I love seeing you try and make him happy by giving him him binky. He doesn't love it like you did (and still do), but I can tell that you think it's what he wants. You even shared your cherished blanky once! Which reminds me, why do you take his blankets off whenever you get the chance? Very silly.

You are a very handsome boy, Brayden. Several different people have told me that
I've got to get you into modeling. Maybe if I knew how I would. But, even better is your darling personality and love for life. It makes me smile every time you yell "truck!" when we drive by one. You always look for the moon and stars at night and sometimes spot the moon in the day. Everything is exciting and wondrous to you.

You do have a slightly devious side and are starting to tease Sadie with food that you don't want her to get. It's kind of cute except that you throw a tantrum if she does get the food when you don't want her to. I sense that teasing will soon be exercised on Zander and I hope that you will know when to stop.

All I can say is I love you. The ups and downs, the good and bad, the smiles and frowns. Sometimes I don't think I know how to be your parent and teach you everything (particularly what not to do) but then I realize that I want to be your Mommy and that it's the best job in the world. The harder it is, the more rewarding. And you're very good at rewarding me with precious moments every day.

Thank you Brayden for being who you are. I love you.

Love always and forever,
Mommy