I know you...

I know you... 

I know that you like Baskin Robbins and Haagen Dazs strawberry ice cream, no strawberries, and no other brand.

I know you won't sleep until I cuddle up beside you and you hate sleeping alone.

I know you love to collect My Little Pony, Littlest Pet Shop and Moshi monsters. I know that you know how many you have and all of their names. You also like to play their games on the iPad.

The iPad is a safe place for you. You can block out the world, fall into yours and be at peace. I love when you do that, but wish you'd let me come in too.

You love to have your feet rubbed when you're stressed out. Who doesn't love that?

Your eyes will be the death of me when you're a teenager. I'm fairly confident the boys will flock to you. I can't stop them from loving you, I can just try to make them afraid of "loving" you.

You have the most amazing smile and laugh. I've seen you light up a room, brighten a stranger's day and get out of trouble all too often by just smiling. You have power in that, I hope to teach you how to use it well.

Oatmeal, chicken, smiley fries, and Domino's cheese pizza. Who knew they could power a person for 7 1/2 years?

Sad music makes you cry and the can-can makes you dance. So does Gangnam Style, Justin Bieber, Katy Perry and Taylor Swift. I know that you like it better when I dance with you and, like I taught your brother, a gentleman never refuses a dance.

You read better than your friends, can do math in your head, and are not afraid of speaking your mind.

You stop and smell the flowers. In fact, you often see flowers others pass by without a glance. I love that. I hope my daily flower to you instilled that perception of beauty.

You know that I love you. I know that you love me. There is no power, no disagreement, no event that will ever weaken or change that bond. You are my fairy princess and I am your champion.

Oh, and you are also autistic. It's true.