Samuel turns three

Happy Birthday, my sweetest, dearest, most wonderful of boys.  You and I have a special little chat all the time, and it goes something like this...

"Did you know, my baby, that if mama could pick a little boy, any little boy from the whole wide world...she'd pick you???"

And then you smile at me.  And oh I just adore you.  You are the answer to prayer, a child we weren't sure we could have, a blessing of a son and the most precocious, stubborn, amazing, ridiculous, wonderful, infuriating, holy-making little guy.

We had your party on Saturday, so today was a quiet day.  It was pretty much just the same as a normal every-kind-of-day, except that you spoke to your grandparents, and your great grandmother on the phone, and you played with a present that had been carefully set aside - wooden trains and tracks from my parents.

C

And you had french fries for supper.