You have the bluest eyes I have ever seen. They are like the ocean on the clearest of days.
Your lashes are like the false ones celebrities buy to make them feel more beautiful. They are long, and full, and amazing.
You have the softest skin (just like your daddy) and such a beautiful tone of cream color to it. Because of this, you are called a little cherub or angel by us, and often when I look at you, I’m reminded of the paintings of baby angels inside the ceilings of churches.
You are strong. So very strong that it amazes your father and I. We are shocked at how close in size and stature you are to your (2yrs) older brother.
You are stubborn (just like your
dad, *ahem* parents) You know what you want, and will try hard to get your way.
You are gentile and loving. You will often remark that you “lub us so much” You are sweet with your baby brother, and light up the room with your grins.
You love to dance. I mean LOVE to dance. You’ve invented the tushie dance, and make it impossible for anyone who sees it not to smile.
You have a love affair with spaghetti, Popsicles, parmesan cheese, Chocolate Birds cereal (aka CoCo Puffs), your blankey (or Mankey), sharks, pish, & Finn McMissile.
You’re current other favorites also include playing the game animals after we have prayed at dinner. (You like the great white shark best), and begging for a trip to Dairy Queen for dessert. If we give in to the DQ trip, you will request a mini blizzard and promptly finish it before we get back into the house.
You are one of my most favorite people (along with your Daddy & brothers) and I can’t believe that God gave us you. You are simply wonderful and immensely loved.