Dear Micah,

I think many years down the road, you might not remember this Father’s Day Sunday.  So I want to tell you how special it was, and how special you are, to me.

Noah was at a Sox game with his best friend.  And, what your Dad needed most on his day, given the hard hours he has been putting in at 2 full time jobs, was a nap.  So we put him to bed with Hannah, and you and I spent the afternoon together. 

It was an unexpected treat to get to spend one-on-one time with you.  We read books together at the bookstore for an hour.  We then, went next door and got the biggest chocolate ice-cream shake we could buy.  We took that and your books with us to Macy’s so I could find maternity clothes to fit my growing middle.  You were such a good fashion consultant, as you sat with your books and shake in the dressing room.  And finally, we finished off our afternoon with a manicure. 

What I will remember and treasure from this day is the feeling of your hand holding mine.  The fact that you wanted to hold my hand,  warms my heart when I think of it.  Your sweet cheerful voice telling me all about your world, and your excitement about your first day of camp.  The seriousness of your face as you gave me advice about what clothes to buy and what to put back.  Your most important criteria:  soft.  And, the happy confidence of your walk after getting your nails done.    The smile on your face as you shared all this with your Daddy.  (hence, the picture taken by Mr. proud Daddy). 

I could see the future of our friendship as you get older.  You are really growing up, and it is such a beautiful thing to watch.   You are my beautiful butterfly.   This is the kind of day that I wish I could bottle, and save for a lonely day in my 80’s.  I want to always remember these special, simple times.  Times when I get to just indulge in one of my awesomely precious children.  Yet, the best thing about this day, is that it is the beginning.  The beginning of a growing friendship with untapped potential.   The beginning of shared afternoons doing “girl things”.  And the beginning of watching you grow into the kind, fun loving, gorgeous, unbelievable person that you are. 

Always know how much I love you

Mom