He hits and yells, he cries after we fight then tattles my name.
He sulks and then pleads for forgiveness or pretends he has done nothing wrong.
He can be gentle and sweet, come to you, and tell you goodnight.
I love this little boy with all my heart.
He will pound his head on the floor when he doesn't get his way and then come back to play.
Nothing in the world could ever replace the joy he brings.
He brightens the day with his laugh, he lays his head on his pillow and looks like an angel.
Knowing he's safe makes the night lit moon bright.
I kiss him on the cheek and turn out the light.
I\\\'m in love with this little boy.
