Dear Noah,
I know it’s been a while since I have written you a letter, but I am going to try and do much better. I haven’t been too good at this since you have been born as I would rather just hold you in my arms and whisper it in your ear. Tonight was one of those nights. You got really grumpy around 7:00PM and we try to keep you awake until 8:30 but you were not having any of that. So, we went ahead and made your baba. You took about 3 sips and were down for the count. I held you for a while in the living room but your brother and sister were making all kinds of noise, so you and I went back to my room. I sat in the recliner and held you in my arms. You laid your head on my chest and your little arms were wrapped around my neck. I held you, kissed your head, and patted your back for about 2 and a half hours.
Mom came in the room and said (in a loving way), “You’re going to spoil him.” I replied, “I hope so.” You have been the most incredible thing that has ever happened to me. I no longer look at the world with quite the selfish eyes that I used to. I am no longer the most important person in my universe. You, your mom, and your brother and sister are. I thank you for being my son.
I love you,
Dad
