Seb, my little man, where would I be without you? I love how much you love. Your smile. Your laugh. The love you have for your sisters melts my heart. Like when we bought Clara home from hospital in the middle of the night and you wound up in our bed at 4am and you reached out and held her hand while you were asleep and that was the first time you met her.

I love the way you say ‘oh car’ 468 times a day as you always have one or two or three in your hands. And the way you say ‘hiroooo’. The fact you love shouting our names out at random times, announcing our arrival in the room.

You crack me up with the fact that you love the idea of ice cream yet cry about the coldness.

The thoughtful pose you pulled for an amazing photo just minutes after being born still makes me smile. So does the thought of the little pink dummy you sported for the first year of your life.

That laugh when I tickle your belly.

I love how much you love a cuddle.

Your sleeping face is the picture of cuteness.

I love how much you love Raa Raa the lion and that roar you do when it comes on.

It amazes me how filthy you can get in such a short space of time! You are not afraid of the dirt! And at the same time you’re quite happy for your big sister to shove a princess dress on you and will rock a tiara for hours.

Your love of cars is something to behold.

Your insistence of giving the cat 300 cuddles a day whether he wants them or not (the fact he comes back in the house tells me he secretly loves them!) all while shouting “kitty-caaaat.”

I love how much you love water, I mean you would literally live in the paddling pool given half a chance.

Your new thing of pointing to your ears and shouting “noise” every time something loud happens (which is a lot in our house!).

I can totally relate on your love of food- you are the biscuit monster and I think you have secret hiding spots for them.

I love that your favourite colour is purple to the point that you pick out the purple cup, the purple bowl and you shout your excitement.

It amazes me how different you are to Polly and I can’t wait to see the boy and man you grow to be as every day with you is an adventure.