Dear Timothy,
You were due September 8th, but something told me I'd see you before then. When you were delivered on July 30th, I was scared but I also fell in love. The nurses called you our "wimpy white boy" because you were only 6 weeks premature yet kept forgetting to breathe...those 2 weeks in NICU were scary but weeks we will never ever forget!
Today, you're a very logical, funny, sweet, observant, demanding, dramatic little boy. When we're headed to the park or the library, you can't even make it a few steps to the car before you collapse on the ground insisting it's too hot to walk. You love rings and your favorite color is purple.
You have big ideas all the time. "I have an idea--why don't we make a tent!" or "I have an idea--we could do an art project. Wouldn't that be great, Mommy?" You wanted to make our own waterpark. For your birthday, you want to go on a "tour of playgrounds." I simply don't know where you come up with this stuff!!
You pick up on things that most three year olds don't pick up on. You overhear conversations and mention them days later, worried about something I said to your daddy in jest. You understand SO much more than you really should.
Your daddy and I are completely amazed at you every single day.
You're so proud that you're turning four. You told me today that you won't be a little boy anymore--you're going to be a
daddy!! Yesterday you told me that you were about to go be a real fireman since you were growing up. When we were walking to the swimming pool, a firetruck drove up and parked and I joked that they were there to pick you up. You decided you were a little too scared to be a fireman
right now.
You can swim, Timothy. You hold your breath and swim underwater over and over again! You love lift-the-flap books especially. You love to watch the Star Wars movies and lately you've been on a Care Bear kick. You're a terrific big brother, but now that Samuel's really getting into your toys that bothers you a little bit. You like to eat corn and broccoli. You are
very verbal about your dislike of potatoes.
I love you, Timothy. I can't wait to see what you think of next...what your next big idea will be...what crazy thing I'll find next time I walk into your room. You're so sensitive and so in tune with other people's feelings, just like your daddy. Whatever you do in life, I know you'll do it big. There is no halfway with you.
Happy Birthday, BooBah!!!!