Just because you eat rigatoni by putting them on your fingers and eating them one by one.
Just because you can’t just give a little hug, it’s got to be a really big one and usually with a running start.
Just because you say thank you without me having to remind you.
Just because you ask me to kiss your boo boos and you won’t let anyone else do it.
Just because even though you don’t like sharing you do it anyway.
Just because you like to pick out your own clothes at the age of two and you’ve already decided what’s ‘cool’.
Just because you call the organic milk boxes “cow juice”.
Just because you yell Holy Cow! when you hit the ball off the tee really far.
Just because there is nothing you like better than snuggling with me.
For all these silly reasons I love you, but most of all –
Just because you’re mine.