My first baby turned three years old yesterday! He is getting so big…I just want to freeze him. I’m trying to soak in all the things I love about this fun age.
In honor of James, here is a list of some of the things I love about him right now:
He is getting more and more independent (actually a love/hate, because it can take a long time to get anything done when he constantly insists “I do it myself!”).
He is getting smarter–I love that I can explain things to him now and he will usually understand, on some level…awe…reasoning.
He loves to say “To finity (infinity) and beyond!” when jumping off/on the couch (which he is not supposed to do).
I love that when I tell him not to jump on the couch he says “I’m not jumping, I’m falling with style!”
The way he makes his toys have conversations. Some of the funniest things I’ve ever heard and seen. Example: He had one of his “Thomas” engines (that has a face) talking to the disconnected train car (with no face); this was the conversation: Train car: “Can I bite your face off?” Engine: “No! You can’t bite my face off!” train car: “Oh, okay. Let’s go!” What the??? I hope he never says that to anyone
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When he gets so excited and talks in an extremely high voice and fumbles over his words.
When he says: “Oh no!” often followed by “that’s not good.”
His prayers…they can be so random.
He LOVES his daddy. They have the cutest relationship.
I love that I can still see my little baby in him. One day he’s going to be a man and those glimpses of the baby he used to be won’t be there anymore…sad thought.




























































