Little Guy~
I can't believe it....you are 4. I remember so clearly the day you were born. You were a huge baby! I was in awe...I looked over at you and thought, "he's the size of a kindergartner! No wonder I have stretch marks down to my toes."
You instantly completed our family. We are so thankful you were born.
I have to say....I've NEVER met anyone like you. You have such a distinct, amazing personality. God took special care to design you, for sure. He delighted in you, as I do daily.
You are so fun...and have a huge sense of humor!
Your faces and expressions entertain us all non-stop.
Your faces and expressions entertain us all non-stop.
You're way too smart for your own good...and even at 4, can size up a room of people and assess the entire situation. It's really scary!
Never underestimate a man ~ or toddler ~ who is the strong, silent thinker-type.
They've got your number!
My prayer daily is for your heart. Trust Jesus with all of it. He will never lead you down the wrong path. You are truly fearfully and wonderfully made, my little love. Because of knowing you, my heart will never be the same!
Enjoy being 4~
10 comments:
How sweet! Enjoy each moment , they get big sooooo fast. He is darling
I am so glad you were born!! Happy Bday Braden!!
Love you!!
Happy 4th Birthday Buddy!!
Enjoy every moment Mamma....for all to soon...he will be grown!
Happy Birthday to that handsome young man!
What a sweetie! I love those big brown eyes.
Happy fourth birthday... Little boys are gifts from God..
Cynthia
What a precious post and handsome little man.
With two grandsons, after having three daughters, I have a new appreciation for little boys!
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Laura
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Ooooohhhh! How precious! Happy Birthday to this darling boy!
What a sweet post...I love it!
Enjoy!
Cathy
Happy Birthday to your little man! God brings so much joy to our lives through these little ones!
Your thoughts when he was born reminded me of my own. When I was pregnant with my first now and then a foot or arm would rest on my tummy and my husband and I would try to guess what it was "That's too big for a foot...that must be an arm."
When he was born and they were cleaning him I was watching his feet kicking in the basinet and thinking "Wow...those WERE feet, not an arm." He was 10 lbs 3 oz when he was born, and we had no clue beforehand. A friend said "You birthed a toddler!" when she saw him. :-)
Hi there! This was such a sweet post and love the pictures! I just came across your blog on Texas Blogging Gals...I think I've met you before at MOPS? You look really familiar!
Love this age...and love the Amazing Grace that hit my ears as I was reading your blog...
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