Happy Birthday, Miles!

Three! Today you are three!

On this birthday you are less of a baby and more of a little boy. A big, blue eyed wonder of a little boy. You have changed considerably since last year, and not just in size. Your language has really taken off, and even though most of the time I act as your translator, you have a way of communicating. Someone once said, "he talks a mile a minute - too bad I have no idea what he's saying!" No worries - I always know, and nine times out of 10, Adam knows too, so between the two of us, we've got you covered.

You are feisty and determined. As the little brother, you often feel you have to defend your territory, be it a toy, your spot on the couch, or racing to the destination spot first. It's hard being the youngest, I'm sure. But the scrapper in you puts up a very successful fight more often than not, and that makes me smile. You've got spunk, kid.

You are very loving. You still let me rock you in the evening, and sometimes before naps, too. I love how you are quick to say "Wuv you, Mommy" and plant wet kisses often. What I thought was last year's "phase" has continued this year. "Mommy Do!" has continued full-force. Will you grow out of it this year, I wonder?

You have focus and patience that your brother did not at your age. You will sit and do puzzles - big ones. You will color and do other projects for long periods of time. The other day you drew what your Dad and I thought was a very impressive picture of a person, complete with eyes, mouth, arms and legs. That is something! Oh, and so far, you continue to be left-handed. Interesting!

Oh Miles, where will this year take you? Hopefully potty training is at the top of your list, because I know it is on mine. Soon spring will be here, and I know you're excited to get out the t-ball and baseball mitt again. Sports are your thing, I'm here to tell you (and I'm not just saying that because I'm your Mom, either).

Here's to the next year of your life, Mr. Miles. It's going to be fantastic.