Hi. My name is Dennis. I am the most loved 2 year old in the whole wide world! Don't I know it! My Mommy and Daddy love me so much, that I never have to worry about being myself.
Like right now, I love to put underwear on my head... don't ask me why, but I do, and my Mommy thinks it is the cutest thing. I bet your Mommy doesn't smile and laugh when you put underwear (yes sometimes even dirty ones because I don't know if their dirty or not) on your head. Don't worry, this pair is clean!
My parents could have went to Ukraine and adopted any little boy that they wanted, but when they saw my picture, they instantly fell in love with me. They hurried over to Antoshka and introduced me to a whole new world outside of the orphanage.
They encouraged me to explore, to play, to try new foods, and to love. I never knew that cuddling could feel so good, and after five long months, I gave my Mommy the best present in the world. I let her hold me and rock me for as long as she wanted while I drifted off to sleep and made her all sweaty. I was hot from having my face nuzzled in her neck, but it felt so nice being cuddled up next to my Mommy, that it didn't matter.
My Mommy got me this shopping cart for my birthday so I could become more steady on my feet. Boy, is she smart. Not only do I love my shopping cart, but now I can run!
I was so stubborn while she taught me to slide down the stairs so I wouldn't take a tumble, but her patience paid off. Now I can slide all the way down. I bet your Mommy didn't slide down on her tummy so that you could see what she was talking about.
Did I tell you that I have lots of brothers and sisters too? They run to see who could get me out of bed first in the morning as soon as they hear my laugh. They always play with me and feed me little snacks that even my Mommy doesn't know about. Can you believe that a few of them have even changed my stinky diapers a time or two without even being asked?
I have started to notice my eye when I look in the mirror. Nobody in my family seems to care that I look a little different, so why should I? In case you are wondering, I am not in any pain either. My Mommy doesn't use a rough washcloth when she cleans my eye like the orphanage did and I appreciate that more than she'll ever know.
My Mommy whispers into my ear that she knows God made me perfect. She also says that she doesn't personally know of any other person who has touched more people than I have. Little does she know, I have just begun.
Please don't feel sorry for me.......... I know I am loved.... and my smile and laughter proves it!
The best part of all is that my feelings might change as I get older, but my family's love for me never will, and I am certain of that!
Slobbery hugs and kisses,