4 years ago me and your mom found out you were a little baby boy. I remember how happy I was that I would have a little me running around, I was going to give you my name and we were going to live the rest of our lives together. Its not just the obvious occasions that are so difficult to deal with but January 8th comes and that's when we were taken to court, February 16th is when we found out you were a boy, April 1st is when those monsters first darkened our door, June 22nd is when the independant social worker came and knocked on with a big smile on his face and the news we had passed the parenting assessment, June 30th is when you were due, August 21st (my birthday) is when we registered you, September 1st is when BARBARA CARTER handed down her evil judgement, 29th November is when they handed you to those wannabe not real will never share your blood imposter 'relatives' and December 23rd is the 1st day of many your mom first had to resort to trying to remove you by force. Your always with everyone son. Your never forgotten not even for a minute out the day, your still a massive part of the family and we all always talk about you. To this day nobody can quiet explain how I managed to make such a perfect beautiful baby boy. A perfect golden hair baby boy everyone wanted to steal for themselves or to line their filthy pockets. Your always on my mind and in my heart. I love and miss you so much son, Your my world and a little thing like time can never change that. Love you always. Daddy ❤�