So I promise to keep the spirit of Christmas.
He believes in full body hugs and sticky kisses and snuggles.
So I promise to keep him warm and held.
He believes in tickles and chicken jokes and goofy faces.
So I promise to remember to make him smile.
He believes in popcorn in Momma's bed and late night cartoons.
So I promise to break the rules.
He believes in big splashes and sparkling bubbles and water guns.
So I promise to remember to get wet.
He believes I'm a princess.
So I promise to let him rescue me.
He believes in loud laughter and squeals and giggles.
So I promise to remember joy.
Because life is more than the lot we've been given.
It's what we believe.
And it's what we do with what we believe.
And I promise to remember that.
this very minute...
He believes in Santa Claus.
And that's all I need to know.
Pic of my Boy. Which is also a pic of 100% pure, innocent, perfect belief.