This morning you woke up cheerful - you always do. You love to rock back on forth on your chubby little feet and give me a big grin to start the day.
We had a big breakfast of oatmeal and yogurt, and I turned on my phone to play some music from the Disney station on Pandora. The first song that came on was "Somewhere Over The Rainbow" by Israel Kamakawiwo'ole, and I cried because I knew your uncle was watching over you and wishing you a Happy Birthday. I don't have the song saved on my phone and had never heard it on the Disney station before... so I knew it was him right away. I had called your grandma last night missing him so much with your birthday coming up - he would have loved learning about you and being your friend. I watch you growing into your name (your real name, my little Vegas), and I laugh sometimes at how much you honor him without any prompting necessary.
You are my explorer, you are the little boy who doesn't quite understand "no" yet. You are sunshine and big hearty belly laughs. You are my healing. You are the spitting image of your Daddy, with a smidge of Mommy thrown in. I have never loved any baby boy quite the way I love you, you are unique and special and brilliant.
Some days I can't put you first, some days it is all about your brother - and you already seem to understand this and accept it. You already watch out for him, and you make sure his DVDs never stop and he always has a wrestling buddy. You want to do everything he does - eat what he eats, drink from his cups, watch his movies. You are patient and loving when he cries, and a bit of a pest when he is calm. In other words - you are a great little brother, and it makes my heart grow six sizes when I watch you two together.
Every month as you grow up and get bigger, I think that I want to keep you this way forever. I want you to always be snuggly and sweet and innocent and beautiful forever. Then every time you change, and every time you surprise me with a new milestone - I know I can't wait to watch you become a little toddler, and soon a little boy, and then a little man. I am so proud of you Baby Vegas. Today you are not a baby any longer, and even though that breaks my heart a little... this next year is going to be magical. I love you oh-so-much Vegas. I am so glad I get to be your Mommy. Happy Birthday buddy!
Love You Forever -