Birthdays give us the opportunity to stop and appreciate all the beautiful things we have been blessed with. On September 8, 2009, you blessed and enlarged your family by two feet, but what you really enlarged were the hearts of loved ones you soon would meet.
We toed the line and staked our claim, anguishing over our individual grandparent names. You soon met Papa, Becca, CC, Poppy, Granddaddy and Nanni. We're sure you’ve wondered, why so many?
As the weeks quickly flew, and my how you grew, it was time to depart Mama’s nest. Who will feed our fix of your daily activities and all the rest? Mrs. Connie assured Mama to return to work with glee; your little guy and all his news are in good hands with me.
Through Connie’s photos, viral videos, Mama’s blog, and the World Wide Web, for all of us to look, your life has become an open book. Eczema, salmonella, rashes and a myriad of Dr. Penny’s diagnosed woes; every detail noted from head to your toes. And if you could talk, we imagine you’d scream, “Hey Mama, enough of your Five Fact Friday’s, phobias, and OCD, that blog is supposed to be all about ME!!”
Despite our worries of your ills and messes, our biggest relief was when you displayed a real boy passion for trucks and balls, rather than dresses and dolls.
One day as you look back at this special day, memories of birthday gifts received will soon go away. So we encourage you to count your life by smiles rather than tears, and count your age by family and friends rather than years.
As you contemplate ahead your birthday wishes for year two, be sure to include at the top of your list (and our list too), for God to deliver a new baby brother or sister, special for you.
If looks could tell your story, this is what I would hear, “I listened to what you had to say Papa, but today is MY birthday, so enough of your stories, it’s time to play!”
Ryder and Papa