To Colin
 
You’re a baby.
And you cry a lot.
And your poop stinks.
And you throw green beans at my face.
You use at least a million diapers
And I have to change most of them
You can’t eat strawberries
You have diaper rash and itches
And this weird looking rash on your face.
You throw up all the time
You grow too fast and your clothes don’t fit
You act like you like other people more than me
And you make messes all the time
You find every little thing and put it in your mouth
You take your shoes off in the car
You always want what food I’m eating
And I have to share
You always want to be picked up
And you’re scared of the dog.
I can’t go anywhere alone anymore
Or without worrying about a babysitter.
And I don’t know why people love babies
But they do.
And I love you.

-Written by Tara 1 month before she passed away