May you climb the highest jungle gyms and never worry enough to call. May you jump from things that skip my heartbeat and never blink at all. May you swing so high you think you'll fly and run so fast you soar. May you laugh and dance and clap and stomp and roar. May you always find another slide to dare yourself to try. May you cross the bridges and storm the castle even if the walls are high. May you roll in the grass and count the clouds overhead. May you imagine the world a better place like the one in the storybooks before bed. May you tumble into leaves and wish on stars. May you pretend the laundry basket is a winning while racing cars. And while you are out on adventures having your fun, keep this in mind my tiny one. No matter how independent you think you should be called, I'll be here to catch you, should ever you fall.