Clayton feels things deeply. He’s so sweet and tender, constantly telling me the sweetest things about how much he loves me. His hugs are genuine and given frequently. He’s also the child whose feelings are the most easily hurt. As his mom, it breaks me when I see his pain. I wish I could hold him forever and protect him from the harshness of the world.
For his birthday, we didn’t do a lot since we had a joint party for him and Norah a few weeks after, but we couldn’t let the day go by without some gift opening and cake eating.