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My Nephew.



You think you're so slick when you put candy in your pockets, and

when you stuff your face with chocolate.

I get mad, but watching you do these silly things makes me laugh.

Then you start to laugh and I get glad. Seeing you smile makes me so happy

even on the days when I feel so crappy.

You make me realize how much fun it was to be a kid, wishing I

could go back and be one again. I love you a ton, and always remember that

you're my number one.

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