I remember being pregnant with the Littlest and carrying him feeling like, wow, I'm doing this again. I am? I am. What will he look like? What will his personality be like? Will he and his big brother be close? Well. Now two years later, these questions and so many more are answered for me. He looks like his Daddy. His personality is very zing zingy; he is a fun lover and has an extreme mind of his own. Listen? Uh uh. We already know and have discussed on several occasions that he will be the one that tests us to our limits. And we know it will be wild fun. He and his big brother are very close and that was a stupid question on my part. Seriously, what was I thinking? So now, two years later, I am amazed that this little man can talk in sentences, communicates very well and will tell you if he loves you. We teach him that of course, but he has caught on rather quickly.
I have been singing him happy birthday and he quickly tells me, "no singing?" meaning, uh, I think he doesn't like my singing. Tomorrow I'll be singing it even louder. A day to celebrate life. He's two! Wow. He's two. And-----we are so proud.
Happy Birthday Littlest.
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
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happy birthday jacob! we cant wait to meet you next week! henry and michael
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