Today is little son's birthday. He is no longer the two-est. (wonder what that means? check here.) Definitely the three-est. And when you have someone who is the three-est in your house, these are some of the feelings you will have.
You will smile each time he asks you something and promptly replies with, "That is a good idea!"
You will love watching the three-est run intently down the hall to show you exactly how a super hero runs.
You will be exhausted when he wakes up in the middle of the night because his legs are aching, but you will cuddle and him and rub his legs and give him a little medicine to take the ache away. And you will pray that he will sleep peacefully the rest of the night.
You will want to hug him tightly when he performs a task, looks to you for approval and gives you a "thumbs up" with that little stubby thumb that three-ests are known to have.
You will find that your heart can belong to another boy besides your husband.
You will look forward to his next change of super hero status, wondering what he wants you to call him for the next 20 minutes until he changes his mind and becomes a different super hero.
You will laugh when you realize that "The Trash Can Guy" he has been referencing all day is actually none other than Oscar the Grouch. Silly mom.
You will think "this kid is tiring me out" about 400 times a day.
Your heart will melt everytime you put him down for a nap and his little puckered up voice-sound says, "Mom, will you lay down with me?"
You will want to drink in every moment with him, because one day he will be the four-est.
And you will thank your Heavenly Father for entrusting you to raise one of his beloved sons.