Birthday Boy

Today is my youngest son’s third birthday.  Wow.  How can that be?  Years sure do slip by.

I’m not sure I’m ready for my baby boy to be three.  I kinda liked him at two.  Tantrums and all.  That’s the thing about kids and life.  Just when you think you got the hang of things they go and change on you.  They grow up and there’s nothing you can do to stop them.  You have no choice but to embrace the moment and keep the memories from the past.  And take pictures.  Lots of pictures.

Happy birthday to you Atticus!

My little blonde boy.

My tractor obsessed, blanky-toting, hilarious little sidekick.  You make our family so fun.

We love you and can’t wait to see what three brings.

SO much love,

Mom