I found the following in my Drafts folder, dated September 5, 2011.
I'm posting it as is, for no other reason than to have it as a reminder. It contains only the good stuff from last summer, when everything sucked except for my sweet baby Oliver. He was busy growing, learning, and becoming so smart that my heart wants to burst from my chest and my eyes well up with tears. Just reading through this list made me remember... and realize how much he has grown. This was one whole year ago, when he was just sprouting this little personality, and now we have conversations and he's potty training like a boss and his imagination runs wild and he makes up songs and tells stories...
I know I've said it before, and I'll say it again: He. Is. Pure. Joy.
If only she could know him now.
So here is the awkward draft, unedited: