Birthday Boy
My baby turned three today, the first thing I did was wake up and pray for his birth mom. I know she loved him so. I would not be a mom if she didn't have the strength to give him a better life. We went to the zoo and saw flamingos, penguins, zebras, giraffes, and elephants. The elephants were defining his favorite. It was a perfect day with a perfect little man. Since his birthday was in a Monday, I made chocolate cupcakes for his daycare. I'm told he loved them. I got home from work and made Indian food, which he wouldn't eat. He got a singing Mickey Mouse stuffed animal which he loved. His favorite gift was the signing cards from Gigi and Grandpa. Several family members tried to face time but two days with no naps equal one cranky, overtired boy. I put him down and he was a deep by 6:30. I then write him a letter like I did last year and will continue to do for years to come. My Elliott is three and and as much as I want him to stay young forever, I can't w...
