To my son, my baby. Tonight, March 20th, you are two. This is the last night I will hold you, as my little two year old son. Tomorrow you will be three, and although you may not feel any older, I watch you grow and know how fast this time is passing. I cried when you turned one, when you took your first steps, when you spoke your first word, I cried when you turned two, when you climbed with the steps for the first time, when you used the potty without any help from me. For everyday you grow, bigger and stronger and brighter. Your future awaits you, and you face it eagerly. I am so proud of how you are growing to be such a brave, sweet, and caring little big boy. I miss the baby you were, I miss the toddler you have been, I cannot wait to explore with the preschooler you are becoming. As I sit here and watch you sleep I cry for all the moments I wasn't able to capture on film or in my mind. I pray that God will keep you close to his heart, guide your steps as you grow, be in your thoughts and your actions. I love you my Baby Thomas.
Watch over your child, O Lord, as his days increase; bless and guide him wherever he may be. Strengthen him when he stands; comfort him when discouraged or sorrowful; raise him up if he falls; and in his heart may your peace which passes understanding abide all the days of his life; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.