a little patch of perfect

When I first met you I cried, smelled you, and felt your warm body against my chest. Every day I love you more, just as I do your brother. You give me love and smiles when I need it most.

When I first saw you, I could not have known how much love you’d bring to me, even though I had the same with your brother before you. Somehow now it’s more important to me, because I need your calm when I’m yelling at him. I need your smiles when I’m being challenged by him. I love you now, knowing you’ll challenge me later too, but in the meantime, you are perfect. Just how I remember meeting you for the first time.