He made squeaky noises.
He slept all the time. Except at night.
He loved to be held.
He wore premie diapers.
He screamed during his baths.
Today he turned 3.
He doesn't want to take a nap or go to bed.
He loves to be held. For just a second or two.
He wears big boy underwear.
He splashes during his baths.
He loves to sing.
He loves to cook with Mommy.
He loves to play with Daddy.
He draws dinosaurs and hamburgers.
He thinks he is Spiderman.
He counts to 15.
He has so much to say.
He remembers EVERYTHING.
Happy Birthday, my son. I feel as if I've loved you for 100 years, not just 3 (and 9 months).
4 comments:
Happy Birthday, Riley!!
Happy Birthday Riley. I have loved you since before you were born too! I will never forget your real "birth"day. It was a very special day for me too. I got to be one of the very first to see you. Incredible how time zooms by. Love you.
judging by that left hand of yours, you're pretty good at extending that middle finger while keeping the rest knuckled down :)
Ray, that's my mother shooting the finger at you, not me!! :-)
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