“I’m not a baby, Mommy, I’m a big boy!”
That’s what I hear most days from my 3-year-old, when I call him my Baby Boy. How do we have a 3-year-old already? And how is he already able to reply to me in an adorably cheeky way, never mind the full sentences!
As much as I want time to slow down, I am loving watching my boy grow and develop into the young man God created him to be. I am loving watching him be a little boy – jumping over more things, higher things; running non-stop; always ready for a wrestle or a rough and tumble!
Then there are the quieter moments. The moments where he will come to me, and give me a gentle kiss on my cheek, just because he loves me. The times where he will seek me out, just because he wants to hug me. And today…well today, he came to me, and for the first time, said to me, “Mommy, I love you!”. Just like that, out of the blue. It was the most beautiful moment. A moment I will treasure forever. Because as much as my little boy loves to wrestle and punch and play with cars, and talk to his Dad about superheroes, and laugh at anything to do with farting, he still has tender, gentle, loving moments that melt this Mama’s heart. They are moments that seem to be happening more frequently these days, and I love that!
Life with a 3-year-old is even sweeter. He is one year older, and getting wiser by the day. He speaks in full-sentences. He knows what he wants and what he doesn’t want…boy, does he know! I count it as a privilege to have celebrated my little man turning 3. It is an even bigger privilege to be his Mommy, and guide him through his third year. It is an honor to watch him grow, and a privilege to know that as his Mom and Dad, we get to help him learn and develop.
Life with our Noah has been an adventure from day 1. And I am excited for the adventure that awaits us, as we live life with a 3-year-old!