If you don’t love yours, I implore you to find some reasons to. There is always a great one: God says to. Once you submit to that, it is a funny thing, other reasons seem to start falling into your lap.
God has been really kind to me in that I have a man whom I deeply love and am in love with. First off, He loves God above all else. He writes notes to the kids in the morning as he leaves for work early. They will say the score of last nights game or to be good boys or just that he loves them. He leads our family in a godly way. He sacrifices in countless ways. He brown bags it every day. STILL. He is funny. Belly laugh style. He sings west side story with his eyes closed because he might cry, he loves the music THAT much. Like I said, he is funny. He is my rock. He has supported, encouraged, discipled, loved, and taken such excellent care of me and us during these last couple years of “growth”. He is wonderful and he is mine. HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my love. I can’t begin to describe my gratitude for all you do and mostly, all that you mean to us. We love you more than you can ever imagine.
My oldest little person turned 4. What. How does this happen? When B was a baby, I would look at 4 year olds and think to myself that was a lifetime away…now I have one and that time is here. We celebrated with our favorite family and friends. (and missed some of our favorites too).
For most people, this day is the 10th anniversary of one of the worst days in this country’s history. A day filled with mourning, reliving the pain and loss. While I still am saddened by the tragic loss of life that day, for me this day is the celebration of one of the best days of my life. This particular day, I said goodbye by my high spirited 3 year old toddler, and hello to a 4 year old boy whom I love more than he will ever know.
No one truly prepares you for the day you realize your baby boy you have waited your whole life for, is no longer a baby. Or even a toddler. Today he enters boyhood. It’s not like he turned 4 and grew 13 inches…oh, no. This was even worse. Call it denial, or just the peaceful way “three” rolled off the tongue….but between yesterday and today, I am a wreck.
Happy Birthday to my 4 year old BOY! I love you more than I could have ever fathomed. You are my sunshine and I am so blessed by your precious life. Your daddy and I are a little, (ok a lot), behind in the video department, but I wanted to share a sweet little video Stink made for your 1st Birthday. I love you more than life, and always will.