To My little One

So your 18 months old now Casey James. 18 whole months you’ve been on this earth with me, and yet I can’t remember my life really before you were here. It was a little quieter, and a little less stressful and chaotic but I hope you know how much joy you have brought to my life. My second blond haired, blue eyed, baby boy.

Your beautiful big blue eyes could brighten up any room, your cheeky little grin could make anyone smile. Your a force to be reckoned with, nothing will stop you, (I hope this stays with you). If you want to do something, your doing it, if you want to get something, your getting it. I remember your big brother going through this stage but nothing quite like you. Your a wrecking ball of chaos and you thrive on all things mischievous but I know you just want to explore everything you see. The worlds a big place for such a little boy and you still are little. You still look little yet your growing up so fast.

I just love your little giggle and cheeky chops, your much more talkative now. Pointing at everything and so wanting to say it all, and you’ll get there. I can’t wait to hear your little voice properly.

Your our calamity Casey. A whirlwind of bumps and scraps and running into things, the true definition of a little boy. You’ve had more antibiotics/doctors/hospital visits than Noah ever did, or still has, and yet most of the time you just get up, dust yourself off and get back to the next big adventure. You’ve got the infant swagger of someone whose had 1 to many and I just love to watch you wander about.

You’ll start playgroup this year, and make lots of new friends and relationships I hope. I can’t wait to see how that helps you develop and grow even more (even though I want you to stay my little Casey forever) because it’s done wonders for your brother and I know it will for you too.

Your kind, caring and so affectionate it makes my heart want to burst. You’ll give any little person you meet a cuddle, and you love your little baby cousin. You give her strokes and kisses and you just want to cuddle her all day long. That little excited tapping of your feet when you see her buggy gets me every time, and that big brother. You idolise him like he’s the best person in the whole world. Your partners in crime, firefighters, pirates and everything else. You rough and tumble around like the boys you are but you look at him like there’s no one better, he’s your big brother, your best friend.

So my little Casey James, keep being the crazy, happy, loveable cyclone that you are.

Never change β™₯️

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