I love your look of wonder Brayden.
I see it when you glance at the sky and tell me "star", or "airplane".
I see it when you scrunch your little face when you are playing with something really concentrating on it to see how it all works.
I see it when you watch people around you talk or laugh, and even cry.
I love that I can see those wheels turning.
I love that your reactions are innocent and sweet, and so pure.
I hope you never lose that Brayden.
I hope you see things clearly and with those innocent eyes as long as you can.
I hope that I get to see this little expression of yours for many years to come because you are growing so fast.
I don't want to miss a single moment of your wonder.
It renews my soul daily in many ways, more than you know.
I wonder will your life will lead you.
Wherever that is...continue to wonder the way you do today...
and it too will renew you someday as well.