year three.

happy birthday to our fiercely independant, verbally delightful, very thoughtful, crazy imaginative, and unbelievably loveable three year old.

your keen awareness of the world around you keeps us laughing with your constant commentary on daily life. I don't write down nearly enough, but not a day goes by that you don't surprise us, delight us, or make us laugh. we love that you "blose" your nose and have "prinkley" hands when you get out of the bathtub. 

your memory is good. like scary good. like still telling us the color of everyones' balls when we went mini-golfing in july...and song lyrics? you know them all.

we continue to pray that your little heart grows in love and knowledge of our great God. you ask lots of questions, love night time bible reading, are so sweet with your bowed head and folded hands, and will often say things like, "God and Jesus are the same, did you know that, Dad?"

as a continual reminder of how important order is for you (dad trait.) you refuse to read the 'countdown' book any way but in reverse. because everyone knows you count to ten '1.2.3.4......'

you love your brother. and though sometimes, as of late, that love is a little too...physical...he loves you too. lots and lots.

some favorites: mickey mouse, books, oreos, dancing, sweet potato fries, cars, puzzles, football, swimming, beaches, movies, fruit snacks, orange pop, parks (especially when you have them all to yourself. sharing is not one of your current favorites), helping in the kitchen, and pretending (that you're a doctor, or shopping at "J. Maxx" [tj maxx], or that you're driving Hootie on your "'tend street").

we're so thankful that on this day, three years ago, you made your grand entrance...and made us parents. we. are. so. blessed.

happy birthday, little man.