He knows me as his mother and Steve as his father. He calls us by those names. He looks to us for comfort when he is hurting, he makes us laugh with his antics. He knows us.
And we know him. We know what will make him laugh, and what will make him cry. We know his favorites and his not so favorites. We know when he is sleepy, and when it is time to play. We know when to push him to try new things, and when to hang back and let him go at his own pace.
We love him, and he loves us. He is ours. A Gift from God.
(Picture from his first ice cream cone- I think he liked it! Or at least liked Grampy's Chocolate ice cream)