A Celebration of 3!

This is a birthday story about a boy named Cannon

who loved a car named Lightning McQueen and Mater.

He just happened to turn THREE years old

and wanted to share his big day with all his friends

as well as with Samantha and Logan too.

His momma was a little sad seeing him turn another year older but daddy was so proud of his boy!

Cannon and his little sister celebrated well into the wee hours of the night

and more gifts and surprises awaited Cannon when he got home

along with cards that Daddy helped read that had arrived from ones who love him so.

Sissy tried one more time to get her hands on his new LeapFrog loaded with all his favorite videos but little did she know that her special day (and her very own LeapFrog) is just months away!

Well, as you can see, we are now the proud parents of a THREE YEAR OLD!!!  Really? 

Didn't I just leave the doctors office when he was three days old struggling to gain weight and being told that I would have to come back every two days for a weight check?  Now he is a tall, weight gaining boy who loves to eat (almost) everything!

Didn't I just drop him off at daycare for the first time and cry my eyes out all the way to work?  Now I drop him off at school knowing he is learning so much and I still sometimes cry all the way to work.

Didn't I just get his onesie monogrammed with his initials so he could wear it home from the hospital?  Now I'm monogramming his shirts that are a size 4T.

Didn't I just hold you in my arms in the middle of the night to feed you?  Now I beg for you to let me hold you in my arms but you tell me all the time that you're a big boy now.

 

Cannon, I never knew the love for you could get any deeper; however, I find myself loving you more and more with each new chapter of your life.  You are a sweet and tender hearted boy (you get that from your momma) and I couldn't be more proud.  You have such great manners and seem to be grateful for the things you have in your life.  I hope that means you really do listen in school and to your parents when we teach you about sharing, caring and being kind to others.  You love your sister so much and that too shows in most of your actions.  I know she also gets on your nerves but that's what having a little sister is all about.  I thank God for you, Jack Cannon.  You are truly a blessing and YOU were the answer to so many prayers.   

Moments became Memories

As a mom, I can't fully describe the depth of my love for my kids.  Sometimes I get sad thinking that I am not doing enough to show them my love.  If you are ever around me and my kids, you will constantly see my kissing on them, telling them how much I love them or for a good laugh, I will tickle them so I can hear their sweet little voices giggle.

This weekend I took some extra time to be caught in the moment and turn those moments into wonderful memories (thanks to my blog/journal).  I played on the floor with Cannon and his cars.  I was at one end of the hallway and he was at the other.  He LOVES monster trucks so our house has plenty of them to turn our floor into a racetrack.  He would make me "zoom" one truck down the hallway while he "zoomed" his.  Sometimes they would collid and we would laugh then sometimes they would pass one another and Cannon would seem disappointed so we would have to start over.  As I sat there zooming monster trucks with my son, I knew this moment was a moment to remember the fun he has being a sweet two year-old.

Another moment that caught my heart this weekend was a funny one.  It was bath time and Caroline was up first.  As she striped down in the middle of the living room and ran down the hallway with her white little shinning behind, I giggled inside but knew my heart was smiling while being in a moment with my daughter.

An oh so sweet moment came in church with Cannon.  I always go get the kids during offering so they can come back to the sanctuary and hear the band play the closing songs.  As I held Caroline on my hip, Cannon stood next to me.  I had my hand down and on his shoulder when he simply reached up and held on to my fingers with his hand while his other arm was wrapped around my leg to be close to me.  I knew right then and there that God gave me that very moment with both of my children.  I simply looked at the cross and thanked Him for my blessings!

There are also a lot of moments as a family we have at night after a long day at school and the office.  Cannon's basketball hoop has become a family event.  He makes us go to certain places around the room and see how far we can shot the ball into the basket.  We laugh and pretend we are on a basketball court until the clock says it's time for bed.

And as the saying says in our hallway........Family is a gift that last forever.  I know now just how much I love those gifts because those gifts are my children!