Today is our Paul's third birthday. Remember when he was born? I blogged about it! Three years ago already! *SIGH*
This boy is wonderful. When I think about all the qualities that we tend to associate with boys, he has them all. But then, when you add the sweetness and gentleness that is this little one, it melts me.
This is the boy who runs to me every morning with a hug and a kiss. My "Leech Monkey," I call him, because he's always stuck on mom or dad; always needing a snuggle and love. It's like he needs to breathe us in to function.
This is the boy who, unprovoked, will tell me he loves me, climb on daddy's lap and kiss his cheek, or randomly say, "Mommy, you're beautiful." Snakes, snails, and puppy-dog tails indeed, but there is so much more.
Paul loves books, and carries them around until someone reads to him. He loves cars, and carries his cars to bed, bath, and beyond ;-) . He loves his big brother and little brother so very much. If Luke leaves the house, Paul cries at the door for him. The baby is never without kisses or a playmate.
Happy Birthday Third Birthday, Paul! You are loved immensely by your family. And your mother couldn't be more happy by the joy that comes from caring for you and sharing in your sweetness everyday. I have a special feeling about you, my new little preschooler (!!). I think you will surprise us with your humor and quickness; I think you might end up as our comic relief; but reflective thinker. I could be wrong, but I have a feeling that you'll be the kind of person that everyone is going to like to be around. We love you.