Happy Birthday, Jeremiah!!

Well, it's been a while, but we officially have a two-year-old in the house again. You don't talk much (vowel sounds donated to certain people, things and "hi" and "hug" being a large extent of your repertoire), but you're sweet and happy, cooing over your baby sister and flashing your dimples at a moment's notice.


I do have to keep my eye on you as you love to empty drawers and cabinets, but you also love sweeping, dusting, and putting away clean clothes, so I really can't complain much.

Well, other than the whole "I only say 'Mama' when I'm sick and miserable and otherwise, I'll talk about 'Daddy' just to tease you" thing! I can complain about that all I want. But I understand. You're not the first kid to play that game!

You're a gift, sweet JJ, and we are very thankful for you. You add bonus joy to our hearts and home. God was kind to give you to us, and we won't forget that easily.

We love you. Have a wonderful year, sweet son. Happy, happy birthday!!