Two years ago, friends. Two years today. That's how long ago it was that this took place:
If you've been following us for that long - bless you. You will remember each stage you will see below. And it still amazes me. Still leaves me choked up when I see the images.
Reminders of how beautiful and fulfilling those moments were. How breathtaking they were. And I love to think of them...but especially today, because it's The Day.
Only it's already been two years. And he'll be three this year. It makes me want to weep and yet shout for joy! My sweet little man is growing up before my eyes.
And I love him so. But you already know that, don't you?
And he does too...I can guarantee it. Maybe because I have a small addiction to kissing his little face about 100 gazillion times a day. In between tantrums. Of course. Cough. (just a phase...it's just a phase...how long can it possibly *cough* last?? Phshaw)
I think there's a million things I want to say here, but it would be a novel. Of love, learning, laughing, growing, and the many ways he's changed our lives.
Of the sunshine he's brought, and the way he gave us back our hope and dreams and all the good stuff that you put on the shelf without knowing it.
He was remarkable then.
He is remarkable now.
And we're still in awe of him...every day
and more so of the goodness of our Heavenly Father for bringing him to us and us to him.
He sets the lonely in families...oh yes, He does.
Happy 2 years together, my son.
Pure sunshine in my heart - we love you all the way to the moon and back again, and again, and again...