three years ago was one of the most joyous days of my life... the day you were born, the day i became a mom... the day my heart and capacity for love grew exponentially...
my heart both smiles and aches as i watch you grow so quickly.
there has been a lot of change and growth in this third year: embracing little sissy, and your role as big brother, starting "school", sleeping in your big boy bed, saying goodbye to your beloved paci, beginning potty training... all of these things making you less of a baby and more of a boy.
you are independent, and your motto is, "i can do it myself". you are cautious... oh, so very cautious. you are smart and inquisitive, outgoing and friendly, sensitive, active... along with all the joys of 3, there are also the growing pains. we are growing... all of us... together.
it's been three years of smiles and laughter, of learning and growing... three years of my heart being worn on my sleeve... i love you, bubbie.
we didn't get to celebrate your birthday exactly as we had planned because you got a stomach bug and didn't feel well. but we did the very best we could and you had a wonderful day despite the fact that you didn't feel well. happy 3rd birthday, little man.
