Dear Love Bug,

Please don’t ever stop closing your eyes and scrunching up your face when attempting to catch a ball. It’s the sweetest thing ever. As is your excitement when you “catch” it, which is to say it bounces off of your hands and you run after it. 

But please don’t chase it into the poison ivy. 

Can’t wait for more evenings in the backyard doing nothing but playing catch and giggling until we’re called in for dinner. These are the days I’ll remember. 

Love you like crazy, kiddo,