Oh my sweet Parker how I love you. I’ll never forget our conversation tonight, one sided as it may have been. And it was the BEST side that got to talk. I loved hearing your thoughts, the way you remember things, and how excited you were to talk about the things you love. I can’t believe I’ve missed out on moments like this in my rush to get you to bed sooner, to punch the mommy time clock and be done listening. I never want to be done listening to you. I want to hear you talk every day for the rest of my life. I want to watch you do your cool dance down the hall in your star wars pajamas with your non matching tube socks, dancing like you own the world. I hope you always have that spring in your step. I know I tell you too often to stop running. Stop being crazy. But tonight I saw how important it is to let you run, let you be crazy because you’re LIVING. And it might not always be peaceful or convenient but wow is it ever amazing! I wish I could bottle up your shy smile, the smirk you get when you’re in trouble and I just can’t not smile. I wish I could preserve your sort of scratchy squeaky voice and pull it out when you’re 25. I love that you are so caring and loving and want your brother to have special talks with me like you just did. I adore you. Everything about you from the inside out. From your adorable head to your cute little toes, you are the perfect peanut butter and jelly in the middle of a Connor and Felicity Sandwich. I love you so much I could explode and I thank my Heavenly Father for giving me moments like tonight to remember how special and fleeting these years are. There is no honor greater than being your mother. Thank you for reminding me of that!