To My Sweet One Year Old.

Good Morning my sweet baby. Can you believe it? You are ONE today! A year ago, I can remember those last moments before you entered this crazy world. I looked at your daddy and said, "He is coming now." You and I buddy we did a good job. You were here in a split second. My sweet baby. 

Can you believe you are one year old? I can't. It has gone so fast. Too fast. I have been amazed to see the way you have learned how to maneuver in this crazy world. You are doing just what God designed your sweet little body and mind to do. You have learned so many things. How to roll over, sit up, army crawl {with crazy speed}, laugh, hold your sippy, take your brothers toys, hold a football, walk and to melt my heart.

 You have made your spot in this family... your family. You have made this year a year full of hugs, kisses, lullabies, giggles and love. You have filled my heart with a love that is only for you. You have made me a softer mommy by the your sweetness and gentleness.  

 This year it was moving, crawling and walking that Jesus taught you how to do but soon it will be patience, character, loving mercy and walking humbly before our awesome God. My sweet baby you have so much ahead of you. So much to look forward to. So much to learn. This, for you my sweet boy, is only the beginning.

Happy 1st Birthday!

All My Love,

Mom

linked to Things I Love Thursday

Christmas and Toilet Water.

How was your weekend? Mine was full of Christmas and toilets. I know, it's early but I couldn't help myself. I used to have a strict after Thanksgiving rule but for the 1st time EVER I broke it. I am okay with that but I have clearly caused mass confusion in our castle.  First, my blue eyed love/devil child this weekend asked me why I had big socks hanging from our fireplace. Hilarious. He was totally serious but I thought it was so funny and true! They actually do kinda look like huge socks. Then my six year old turned 25 peeked his head down the steps and said, "Mom, is Santa coming tonight?" {insert mass confusion here} Clearly, the decorating happened *maybe* a little too early. 

Plus, I forgot what it was like to have a crawler/fake walker around the house. Yep, it's not fun in case you were wondering. He has a new love for all things toilet. Seriously, this little man has radar. The second he *senses* an open bathroom door he literally makes a mad dash to the toilet. Lets not forget we have a total of four males in our castle which means that door is open A LOT! I always know where he is because I hear the splashing. Vomit, I know. It's disgusting. Thankfully, its at least flushed. I feel like he is almost like a dog. {worst mom alive} Think about it though... He wants his snacks on the ground, he hangs out by my feet all day and now he plays in toilets. Don't get me wrong he is the cutest K9 I have ever seen. I mean look at the kid. You can't help but smile, toilet water and all!

Have a Fabulous Monday!!

HAPPY 4th BIRTHDAY TO YOU... MY BLONDE, CURLY HAIR, BLUE EYED LOVE!

22,753 Months

98,930 Weeks

692,514 Days

16,620,344 Hours

997,220,611 Minutes

... You have been mine

I love that you can switch your smile at any given second.

I love that you declared a entire weekend to your birthday.

I love the way you start every sentence with "Mommy..." and end it with "Mommy."
I love your wit and sense of humor. You are SO funny. 

I love your blonde curly hair.  

I love that every night you ask me to snuggle with you. 

I love that you are my right hand man. 

I love that you tell your hairdresser to make your hair curly.

I love that when you get nervous you bite your nails.

I love the way you use your hands when you talk.

I love the way you say "thone" instead of phone.
I love that your teachers at school love you.

I love the way you play the Wii for hours on end.

I love that you adore Brady and want to be just like him.
I love that when I pick you up from school, you run to me like we have been apart for weeks.
I love that you are mine.

I love that you are mine to shoot hoops with.

 I love that for your birthday dinner tonight you are choosing Outback. 

I love that you want a salad with those red things, 

cheese, croutons, cucumber, chicken and ranch.

I love that you are mine to be proud of.
I love that you are mine to love.
I love that you are mine to pray for.
I love that you are mine to kiss.

I love that you are mine to get in the “hot day” with.
I love that you are mine to snuggle.

I love that you are mine to read the Bible to.

I love that you are mine to teach what is right and wrong.

I love that you are mine to spoil.
I love that you are mine to care for.

I love that you are mine to wrestle with.

I love that you are mine to surprise.

I love that you are mine to make things for.
I love that you are mine to hold hands with.

You are mine...and I love you more than you know.

Happy 4th Birthday My Love.

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