Thursday, October 18, 2012

Happy Birthday, Eli!

My baby is three today.  As with all milestones these days, I have such mixed emotions.  I am so very happy that he is three.  I am so tired and am pretty happy to say good-bye to the baby stage.  I am also sad that the baby stage ended on cancer's terms instead of my own - not because I was going to have more babies, I certainly wasn't, but because the end of this stage ended with so much stress.  I love babies.  I really, really loved my own babies.  And I'm sad I didn't get to gobble Eli up every second of every day because I was in a hospital.

Dear Eli,

You are the happiest child on the planet.  I really, really mean this.  You smile from the time you wake up in the morning until you go to bed at night.  You have a loud screeching sound that you make.  People wonder if it's happy or sad.  It's all happy.  (You cry occasionally too, but it's very rare compared to the smiles.)  I am trying to learn all I can from your happy care-free demeanor.  Daddy and I often remark on your happiness.  It's pretty remarkable.  Really.

You love basketball.  You go out to the little hoop and shoot over and over and over again.  You can spend hours just playing basketball in the driveway.  Daddy draws you a free throw line and you make shot after shot.  It's hilarious.  Until you throw the ball in the street.  Then we're all done.

You love Elmo (hence the Elmo cake).  You love trains.  You love talking on the phone to Daddy.  You love your brothers.  You have one amazing iPad talent for a three year old.  You love helping me bake cookies and always run to get your little green apron when I start the mixer.  You love when other kiddos your age come over to play.  You love snacks.

It's a new experience for me to have a little boy with a limited vocabulary.  You are good at signing, pointing and using the words you do have to get your point across.  If I have one worry or hope for you this year it is that you will increase your vocabulary.

I love having these days with you while your brothers are in school.  You are at the age where you see everything in the world with these huge, open eyes and it's all new and wondrous.  A trip to Target with you is very exciting!  You love the big posters and walking beside the cart and seeing everything.  I think if you like Target so much you're really, really going to love our trip to Orlando next week!

I love you, Eli.

Happy Birthday!
Mama


1 comment:

White Coat said...

Happy birthday to you!~