This is your Mommy….or your Bobby….and I just wanted to write you a letter that I hope some day you will read and know just how much I love you.  You, Sissy and I just got back from a craft day at the park.  It consisted of decorating sugar cookies.  Making punch (Hawaiian punch + soda water) and making candy necklaces.  I don’t know why I continue to try to make you do things you obviously think are silly and not fun.  I just keep thinking, “Maybe this time he will sit still and actually do this.” and of course I am wrong.  I just want you to know I am trying to do the best I can for you.  If what you need right now is just to run out all this energy and explore new things, I am going to make it my mission to make sure that happens.  I will turn down things (for now) that require sitting and being passive for things that are more involved and active.  You are such a smart little boy and I have to remember you are a different human being from me.  It is hard for Bobby to remember that sometimes.  I feel like you are a part of me….just an extension of myself and am shown otherwise time after time.

I love your personality, your hugs, your smile, your voice, and especially how you sing “Twinkle Twinkle wittle sta!”  I will do my best to make you into a good man.  A man any woman would be blessed to have as her husband.  I will strive to create in you a love of God, learning and family.  I will mess up….that is a given…but know that every minute of every day I am TRYING to make you the best of who you are….whatever that is.  I want to help you find your gift.  The gift that was given to you by God and develop that so that in your life and work you can feel fulfilled and happy.  If that happens I will feel that I have done my job and done it well.

I’m sorry if I get frustrated when you run from me.  I’m sorry if I spank you and you don’t know what the spanking is for.  I try to explain to you that you can’t run from me or the “cars will get you” but wonder if you just think I’m just mean sometimes.  I hope as an adult you can look me in my wrinkled eyes and say, “Thanks Mom….you did a great job and I have had a wonderful upbringing.”  If and when that day happens, it will be the best day of my life.

I love you my little Jack Jack.

Forever Your Biggest Fan.

Bobby