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Happy Birthday, Birthday, Christmas, Birthday

In the next couple of weeks life is going to get pretty exciting for our little family. On Friday we will celebrate the first of three birthdays.  Throw Christmas Eve and Christmas in there and we will have a whole week full of celebrating, gifts, good things to eat and whole lot of fun.

Our oldest will be celebrating her 12th birthday. I've spent the last few months dealing with all the changes she is going through.  She is shooting up like a weed.  I swear she goes to school and then comes home an inch taller then when she left.  



I know, I say this all the time, but it really does seem like only yesterday that we brought this little thing home from the hospital.  It was amazing that Brent and I had become parents and had this wonderful little person as a daughter.  She has grown into an amazing person.  One thing that you might not know about S. is she is very lucky.  No, seriously I mean it she is a very, very lucky.  She wins contest all the time, she finds money all the time, and she is just one of those people that always seems to be in the right place at the right time.  Don't get me wrong she works hard and has accomplished many things working for it.  However, she has won many other things simply because she is lucky.  Brent and I always tease that one day we are going to take her to buy us a lottery ticket.

Happy 12th Birthday our Lucky Sports Chick

The next day we will be celebrating our second's 10th birthday.   He came into this world 3 weeks early but was kind enough to wait until S.'s birthday had passed. I tease all the time that his was the easiest of all my pregnancies, his was the easiest of all my labors, his was the easiest of all my deliveries (he was born 6.3 all the rest were in the high 8's).  Since then he has been the hardest at everything.

A. is a constant challenge.  The good kind of challenge the kind you know that at the end you will be a better, stronger person.  He is wicked smart and a natural observer.  He doesn't like to be taught he likes to watch and figure it out on his own.  I'm a yacker and a teacher so we are constantly butting heads.  Most the time because I want things my way and he is trying to figure out if my way is the right way. I know that his strength will serve him through out his life and I know one day that brain of his is going to take care of a very old lady.

Happy 10th Birthday Professor

We will take a little break from birthdays and celebrate Christmas. Our youngest birthday is the Sunday after Christmas. At my very first Dr's appointment the Dr. was figuring out my due date.  After a moment he looked up at me and said, "Your not going to like this but you are due December 25th." Brent and I immediately broke out laughing.  The Dr. looked at us confused and I said, "None of our children have come on their due date so that was the best due date we could have." 



H. has been an absolute joy in our lives.  Most of the time he is very understanding that his mom still needs hugs.  Still needs to think he is little and still likes him to be with her. He is my constant companion, he goes to work with me, where all the life guards think he is a cool little kid.  He helps do chores and loves to work on projects with Brent. However, he can throw a mean tantrum and when in the mood expects everybody to do what he wants when he wants.  Which is the right of all youngest children. He will be celebrating his sixth birthday. Next year when he goes to first grade I am going to have to figure out what to do without him.

Happy 6th Birthday Little Man


Comments

Race Fam said…
Happy Birthdays!! Wow you are going to have someone in young womens! That is crazy!
Such cute kids! Happy celebrating!
Me, Myself and I said…
Happy very busy time of the year!

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