Dear Will-
I can clearly remember the first day you came into this world. Surrounded by a dozen people in the operating room, my only hope is that you would be okay coming here early. The second I heard your little cry, my life changed. I knew you were sick...but I had no doubt you were a fighter and would come through okay. Looking back, those weeks were the hardest and scariest I've ever gone through. Seeing you hooked up to all those machines and fight for each breath, broke my heart. God took care of you though and you have grown to be the strongest, funniest and sweetest 3 year old I know. I love that you come climb into my bed at 6 every morning. I love that you call me a "princess." I love your loooong kisses you give me. I love seing your eyes light up every time we take you to the farm or you get to see your grandparents, cousins & friends. I love that you have to give Grant a kiss on the cheek every morning as soon as you wake up. I love that every night when we say its time for bed you say "Few more minutes." In short, I love every quality that makes up the little boy you are. As I climb onto my knees this night, I will thank God for giving us one of His most precious spirits. You are a giant among men.
