Happy Birthday Matthew
This sweet little boy turned three today.
Three.
My baby.
The last of the Mohicans.
My heart broke a little.
He woke up this morning and I whispered, Matthew today is your birthday.
TANK (thank) YOU MOMMY were his raspy words. He hugged my neck tight and kissed my arm.
I am amazed it has been three years since he came into our lives.
We got a yummy ice cream cake (have you ever had one? this was our first. YUM!).
This cake was scrupulously tasty and ice creamy.
We sang happy birthday and enjoyed the company of this high-strung and loving little boy.
I adore him.
(That is eczema around his mouth thanks to the hot, cold, hot, cold Texas weather.)
Happy third birthday, Matthew.
You are an absolute blessing.
I am so happy to be your mother.
Have you ever listened to the lyrics of this song?
Mascara alert.
Happy Birthday Matthew! What a bog, handsome boy you are and your cake…all I can say too is Yummm!
Thank you Sandy. He has been such a blessing to our family.
And that cake was pretty awesome.