I know that writing an open letter to a 6 year old who is unlikely to read it for quite some time might seem a bit silly (like when we all comment happy birthday to a 1 year old on Facebook as if they are ever going to read it or understand it haha), but I really wanted to express some stuff I’ve been processing. There’s nothing in this letter that the Little Mister hasn’t been told every day by our actions and our words. I just wanted to record this time of his life as much as I have the Little Miss’. His adjustment to such a monumental change…