Baby. Baby. Baby Connor. U r now officially horrible three!! Congrats. They said when all babies turned two years old they are called the terrible two. The age where they run jump climb scream shout. And yes you did all of these.. and now u turned three. It's call the horrible three. Whatever it is.. my love for u... Still. Overflowing. U r sleeping over at my dad place tonight. I started to imagine wild stuff. U being hurt and stuff. I can't take it. My heart hurts so much. I wanna hug u. I wanna Sayang ur little botak head. Wanna kiss ur lil smelly feet. I miss u so much. I am smelling your bolster and pillow now. Connor I can't live on without you. Typing all this stuff makes me feel like crying. I always wonder what happen when u get older. Will u abandon me. Will u break my heart. Will u be so rebellious u started whacking ur own mum. Cause that's what happen to my aunt. Her Beloved son pushes her intentionally over his gf. And the son doesn't know. But his mum always worried for him always mention him always protects him. She loved him so much. How do u think she feel when he chooses to hurt her over some girl.
My precious. Just to let you know. Whatever happen in the future, I love you. I am willingly to give up my life for you. But I dun wan to die to other stuff. I wanna watch you grow. I wanna protect you. I wanna be there for u. Cause I am ur wowwie. My cute little precious baby. I love u forever. U r so precious to me.