My baby. Is. THREE.

Dear Jonah,

Happy birthday! Today you are three. How did this happen? I can’t say your *entire* life has flown by, but this past year sure has. I think part of me expected you to stay two forever. But that’s not the way it works!

You had a BIG year. You saw the ocean for the first time.

 

You started speech therapy and you figured out how to play/work/learn all at the same time. I’m so proud of all the progress you’ve made!

You figured out a lot of big kid things this year like using utensils, drinking from an open cup, and even – astonishingly – using the potty! Your mama is, quite frankly, impressed!

You developed a love of taking selfies. A chip off the ol’ block!

And you totally rocked your first “big kid” trick-or-treat!

Your big love for your big brother has deepened, so sweetly.

And you even throw Sophie a bone once in a while:

I am a little nervous about you starting school in a couple weeks,  but with the way you’ve been conquering challenges left and right, I am hopeful that you will LOVE it and really blossom, my sweet boy!

I love you, Jonah-jo! I am so proud of you, and so glad that God chose me to be your mommy.

Happy Birthday baby!

I think this is going to be your best year yet!

Love,

Mommy