Saturday, September 20, 2014

When Ace Face Turned 3...

Ace has been the baby that kept me wanting babies.  Is that how it works?  God sends you an uber sweet and snuggly little number with kissy soft cheeks and seering eyes so they can stare deep into your soul every day and have you questioning if three kids is really it for you?
I think yes.

Regardless, this little boy has gone and grown another year older and probably at least two-and-a-half years wiser on us this past year without our permission.  :)  He rides a scooter and a bike like a champ.  He's mastered the art of relieving oneself like a grown up.  He speaks in large volumes... not always in a loud voice... but always a dissertation including comparative statements and little known facts he absorbs like a sponge from Daniel Tiger or Sesame Street or Grandma or something he heard and memorized on the radio.
He surprises us with his feelings... he's either the sweetest little tot you ever laid eyes on, or he's throwing a punch at some unknowing little one who dared laid hands on his beloved dragon at Nursery.  It's your basic 50/50 shot and it's bound to flip from one to the other in mere moments.  And though that boy can go from content to a full scale vibrato in a half second... he is the best snuggler ever and will lay it on thick when his internal compass calls for such things.
Today, is his third birthday.  He's been celebrating with his grandparents and his brothers the entire weekend, and on into today with all of us here on the home front and we've whisked him from here to there to just about everywhere.  He was very well aware of the fact that today was his special day, but what did that little sweet thang do?  He made it mine -- with a simple little heartfelt statement that came out of his baby/big boy talkin' mouth, 

"Mom, you aw my best Go-ull, huh."  

It was all I could do not to burst into tears.  I scooped that little man up and kissed him straight on the face and said, "Yes, Ace.  I'm your best girl.... always".
It makes no sense at all how goofy and verbally inadequate he makes me feel... but he knows what it all means.  Something like, "I'm crazy about you and I love you so much and you're one in a million and happy, happy birthday to our one and only, Ace.
We love you, little man.  All of us.  All the way.  
XOXO

2 comments:

The Sutherland Family said...

So adorable, love that last pic. Their outfits are perfect!

Chrystie said...

Those eyes are amazing! It hasn't really been 3 years, has it??