Paul likes to remind me that this is his favourite holiday of the year. I think it's mine too. Can't think of another occasion filled with more family gatherings/visiting, laughter, good food, junk food... and the list goes on.
He also never fails to remind me, in the hour leading up to midnight that x years back, we had spent those moments in the hospital welcoming little Yiyang to this world.
I know I will have many more years to exclaim this, but 'how time flies!'. He's no longer the infant we held in our arms but a lively, cheerful, bubbly and a total energy bunny (or 'piggy', rather) that he is today. May he stay healthy and happy always.
Love, ma.
