Ok, I’ve been thinking lately, and it’s long overdue, so I’m just going to say it.
I haven’t always been the easiest of children, and I think as the years went by, I’ve gotten worse.
And I imagine much like calm returned to Hiroshima months after the atomic bomb, peace falls upon the household after one of my visits. (On that note, I’ll be dropping by in June sometime.)
But what I actually wanted to say was; strip away all the demanding, antisocial behaviour and you're left with the same chubby little boy - cake smears on his cheeks, a big smile on his face and a heart filled with love and unrelenting gratitude.
I haven’t always been the easiest of children, and I think as the years went by, I’ve gotten worse.
And I imagine much like calm returned to Hiroshima months after the atomic bomb, peace falls upon the household after one of my visits. (On that note, I’ll be dropping by in June sometime.)
But what I actually wanted to say was; strip away all the demanding, antisocial behaviour and you're left with the same chubby little boy - cake smears on his cheeks, a big smile on his face and a heart filled with love and unrelenting gratitude.
I remember those chubby days they are so far behind you, I miss them! ;)
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