He is a strong hand to hold when you’re nervous.
A flip in the air that makes mama nervous.
He is crooked diapers and all the best snacks,
adventures at the hardware store,
and getting to swing a real hammer instead of just your plastic one.
He is books read in the funniest voices
and silly sounds whenever you touch his face.
He is your rescuer when you cry in the middle of the night
and tucks you back in when all is well again.
He is tall towers made of just about anything that will stack,
broad shoulders that never seem to tire,
and big bounces on your little trampoline.
He is safety, confidence, fun, and big love.
He is yours forever: