Happy, Happy, 3rd birthday(tomorrow) my perfect little man. I simply cannot wrap my mind around how fast my babies continue to grow; however, I'm soaking up each passing day of your childhood as I know all too soon you'll move out, spread your wings, and the house that was once filled with screaming voices and chaos will become eerily quiet.
You've learned a ton the last 3 months. You talk, a lot, a lot, a lot. Anyone who said girls talk a lot has never parented a boy. That is all. Just this week you wrote your name, independently, for the first time. You're singing your ABC's, counting to 15, and thriving in pre-school. You're at a new school and hopefully it'll be the same school you start kindergarten at.
You're pretty independent. You like to do everything by yourself. You're empathetic in ways I didn't realize were possible for a two-year old. If you accidently hurt me, or anyone, you quickly apologize and "kiss" it.
You're still sleeping in our bed. You've been paci free for nearly 6-months(which coincides with how long you've been in our bed!). You've been potty trained for what seems like forever, but realistically is about 9 months. You're even fully night trained for the last 6 months or so.
You are obsessed(read: OBSESSED) with the Bubble Guppies. It is your birthday party theme this year. You're quite excited for your party, "It's my happy birthday to me"! You also favor Jake and the Neverland Pirates, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, Diego, and Dora. You've went from zero interest in TV, to LOVING it seemingly overnight.
You love your trucks, getting dirty, and finding mischief. You're ornery, stubborn, and ridiculous charming. You can do the naughtiest thing and one look with your half-crooked smile and I forget and am warped into your spell all over again.
You love your sissy. You drive her crazy(and the feeling is often mutual!). But you always, always, look for her, look out for her, share with her, and love her. I hope your relationship is always as strong for years to come.
You are a Momma's boy. I puffy heart love it. There is a bond between mom's and sons that only mothers with sons understand. You simply melt me. Complete me. enthrall me. I cannot even fully put into words how much I love you. I can honestly be thinking of you and burst into tears at how undeniably perfect you are. You are my heart. When McKenzie was born, our hearts were repaired from our lost of Zoey. And we thought that she was all we would ever need. And then you came. Crashing into our lives. Filling it with so much love and joy that we never even knew we needed. And now, we cannot imagine it without you. You, my sweet boy, fully, unequivocally, complete our family.
There isn't a single thing I'd change about you. Okay, well, maybe we'd like you a tad less stubborn(just a smidge really!). But, in all seriousness, your stubbornness, your naughtiness, your sweetness, your zest for life, and love of people, is why we're so ridiculously obsessed with you. You are beautiful, from the inside out.
Always hold God in your heart, your family in there, too, and I am sure you'll continue to be a perfect blessing to anyone lucky enough to love you.
I love you to the moon and back,
Mama
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