Before I can move on to anything else, I had to go back and post Jakey’s 12 month pics. It just didn’t feel right to not post them even though it seems to be a theme with the third (or fourth) child. So, here is Jake at twelve months…
I mean, how did we go from a one month old to a one year old so fast anyway? Come back Baby Tiny!!
It seems like just yesterday we were smiling at each other in the delivery room as “BOY!” was announced and we realized God had given us THREE boys, something we would have never expected. You have filled our house with so much joy and added to the craziness that happens around here everyday. And we wouldn’t change it for anything.
You are the busiest and fastest of all the boys for sure. Playing in the toilet, emptying cupboards, climbing on the dishwasher, unrolling toilet paper, eating anything on the floor, racing up the stairs, escaping out the backdoor…these are just a few of the things that happen daily. You keep me on my toes for sure and if it starts to get a little too quiet I sprint through the house to see what trouble you are getting into this time. You pretty much run instead of walk…which means I am usually running after you. At least I am getting my exercise!
You are saying three words: dada, mama, and cat. You have two top and two bottom teeth. You are eating pretty much everything now. You have been a really good eater and you love tomatoes and cucumbers (so weird!). You are also messy…so messy.
You love your brothers. You jump right in there with them if they are wrestling. And you are so happy if you can be doing anything they are doing. If they are upstairs, you want to be upstairs. If they are outside, you want to be outside. Outside is definitely your favorite. You would stay outside and wander around all day if you could. If you can chase the cats or cover yourself in mud you are even happier. True boy, for sure.
Of course you looooove your daddy and anything that has to do with the farm. You go running when you hear dads pickup truck drive in the driveway and you jump out of my arms if there is a tractor or four wheeler you think you need to ride. Whenever daddy leaves you either cry or wave the sweetest bye-bye.
You are still a cuddle-er and you have the sweetest little grin. We sing “Praise The Name of Jesus” every night and it has become your song. Your brothers love to sing it to you too. You are sleeping through the night unless you loose your paci and I have to come find it for you. You always have to have your paci (or two or three) and your blanket. It is a good thing you started sleeping because you are turning into an early riser. We usually have a little time together in the morning before everyone else is up. I am always a little sleepy eyed but will take the extra cuddles any day.
I can’t wait to watch you grow up with your band of brothers. You are known as “Baby Tiny” or just “Tiny” by those big brothers of yours. I hope you like that name, because I’m afraid it is going to stick. Just know it means that you are very loved!
Happy birthday sweet boy! This year has been a big adjustment but such a gift. I can’t wait to see what the year ahead holds. I love you to the moon and back.