Dear Butter-,
OMG- 12??? Born on the anniversary of the Israeli victory in the 6 Day War, you make my day with your smile and those twinkling brown eyes. You are fearless and practical and your help over the past year has been a literal life saver, game changer and all other cliches. You are the most amazing kid, and it is with great pride that I point to you and say "that one, over there, THAT is MY SON" whenever anyone asks me which one is mine. Your 6th grade year was incredible, Student of the month, straight As and you RAWKED the Spring String Concert on the heels of your solo in the Winter show. . .so glad you love the violin, it is my favorite instrument and so proud you use my first one to learn on!
Of all the kids in our family, it is you that tweaks my heart in such a unique way. You go from high to low in a snap, and recover at your own pace. You cannot for the life of you ever be happy with second place, nor can you tolerate the learning process. . .you make me wonder what my advisors thought of me, and still do think of me, with that drive to be an instant expert and to understand that to take advice from others is a great thing, not proof of any shortcoming of yours.
Your sense of humor is dry, your wit is SO subtle and awesome, and you have a memory that cannot be believed. . .:)You are my mini me, my cutie pie and make the best damn coffee in the world, FIE Starbucks et al. . .
Happy birthday my brown eyed boy, and know that you are amazing, awesome and outstanding, just because you are Butter! And thank you for the special dispensation of being able to hug you after your strike bowling today. . .it meant a lot to hug you, young man!
Love you and sooooooo proud to call myself,
Butter's Mom
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