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This morning I woke up and you weren't a baby any more. today you are three years old! Part of me is in denial. You weren't born until 10:53 PM, so I still have 14 more hours until you are officially three. Part of me is so excited! I've been trying to teach you to hold up three fingers and I am looking forward to all the other new things you'll learn this year. (Ironically, the only questions I toddler is asked are "what is your name?" and "how old are you?" Both of which you answer incorrectly. "Grandpa" and "five" are the answers you give, when you choose to give answers at all...)
Since time seems to pass without my permission, however, I guess I'll just be glad you are growing up so happy and healthy.
I've seen cute birthday scrapbook pages where moms write down things they love about their kids-- one thing for each year. There is no way I could limit myself to three, so here are some of the three thousand things I love about you!
Your imagination
The way you call Lammie "Tim" and yourself "Grandpa"
How you imitate things I never even realized Daddy and I do
You are such a sweet, big brother
You play and play outside and still want to go back for more!
Big, blue eyes; especially when you are wearing blue pajamas
Your constant excitement about life in general
The hours you spend in the combine and tractor and never become tired of it
Making pancakes and bread while you "dump" ingredients into the bowl
The fact that you know more about farm equipment than I do
Little feet running through the house
You take such great naps and still sleep 12 hours at night!
Watching you play with friends
That smile!
Happy Birthday little guy. You'll always be my baby.
