You make me happy too, Maverick.

And mad.

And frustrated.

And slightly crazy.

But the feeling that always overshadows the rest is the constant, unstoppable, NO MATTER WHAT love that I have for you. People tell me that you’re going to be something great, and I always say “Yes, I’m sure he will.”

But the truth of the matter is, you are something great. And I get to be your mother.

I’m a pretty lucky lady.