Six years of learning patience and more love than I've ever known

To Michael,

 

My sweet, sweet little man, can you really be six already? I feel like it was yesterday that I was holding you in my arms for the first time. I know everyone says that but it's true!

 

From the day you were born you were amazing us! Six weeks early, just shy of five pounds, and didn't need an ounce of help from the NICU. They still put you in there for about a day to be safe, but you were tough. So tough!!

 

 

Then came your first smile, your first laugh, your first tooth... growing before my eyes every day. Months went by and all of a sudden we were celebrating your first birthday. We were amazed at how much you had grown and changed in that first year. You were walking and almost talking!

 

 

After that first year, time seemed to go so much faster! In the blink of an eye you have turned six. SIX!! You can no longer count how old you are on one hand. You like superheroes, Pokemon, and don't need mom's help for anything. I LOVE how independent you are but miss my sweet snuggles before bed. You are learning to read. And you are excelling at it! Always amazing us, every day.

 

I can already see the man you are becoming.

You have such a kind heart! One that cares about others and stands up for those who can't stand up for themselves. Never change that!

You are so brave and fearless! And you always love to tell me how pretty I look today and how much you love me. Just keep that up and you will make some girl very happy one day.

Don't get me started on how smart you are! In a few years, you will surpass me and daddy in that department. Keep it up... you've got to pay for college somehow! HAHA!

 

 

These past six years have been years of learning:

how to change diapers

how to not sleep through the night for at least three months

how to baby-proof an entire house

patience

how to play tag

how to soothe a black eye...or three

patience

how to play crash and burn with pretty much every toy

not to say anything in front of you we don't want you to repeat

how to clean ravioli out of your ears

patience

how to clean juice out of the carpet...again

how to play video games

to again not say anything in front of you we don't want you to repeat

how to explain death and loss...this will never get easier

patience

 

Six years of more love than I have EVER known. More love than I thought my heart could hold...

and it just keeps growing! Every day.

 

Happy Birthday, Brian Michael!