…today I will sing you birthday songs in every language I know.
I will kiss you more often, though even now you hardly hold still for it.
I will not fret about the freezy-pop juice on your shirt, or the dirt between your teeth.
I will come running immediately instead of in “just a sec”.
Because you are One, I will let you sit in the bath as long as you like, even after your toes have turned pruney.
I will let you finish the whole bowl of grapes, though I know I will see them all too soon in your diaper.
I will dance to more songs with you in my arms, cause I know you love it.
I will be a better mom, a better wife and daughter, and a better Me.
‘Cause you’re One.