Bittersweet

Well, our baby boy turns 3 tomorrow. I can't believe how quickly it has gone by. And there's not a dang thing I can do about it. We were waiting at Rick's bakery this afternoon (to pick up his cake) and I almost started crying like a fool. He was sitting next to me, swinging his little legs, singing a sweet song he learned in school. He would occasionally glance at me and Scott, give us a little smile and continue singing. He looked so content (he did just have a choc. chip muffin). I did lose it this evening. Scott usually reads to him and sits with him in the dark for a while at bedtime. Tonight, I stayed after Scott left. We talked awhile about what we were going to do tomorrow, then he sang Amazing Grace, Rainbow Connection, Take Me Out to the Ballgame, Folsom Prison and Hush Little Baby. What can I say, he loves to sing. I cried listening to him sing that last song. He's got the sweetest little voice in the world.

Our little man is a true blessing in our lives. We thank God everyday for him. Happy Birthday! We love you, Nichol-hiney.