Dear Future Karen,
I know you're busy right now, but I hope you'll take a moment to read this. I don't want you to forget anything about right now.
You are a lucky girl. You just put Andrew down for a nap. He laid on your shoulder and whispered in his own little language to you, all the while patting your back and smiling. Remember how he used to use Q-tips to brush his hair? I know he's grown up now, and I can only imagine how sweet he continues to be. Andrew is such a funny kid, and is trying so hard to learn how to be funny. I can't wait to see what he comes up with. I think we know where he got that from... it's from his daddy.
You are a lucky girl. You have Michael. Supportive, handsome, sweet, funny, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful.
For many other reasons, you are lucky. And you just keep getting luckier and luckier.