My Birthday Boy!

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Let them Be Little ~
I can remember when you fit in the palm of my hand

Felt so good in it, no bigger than a minute
How it amazes me, you're changing with every blink
Faster than a flower blooms they grow up all too soon
So let them be little 'cause they're only that way for a while
Give them hope, give them praise, give them love every day
Let them cry, let them giggle, let them sleep in the middle
Oh just let them be little
I've never felt so much in one little tender touch
I live for those kisses, prayers and your wishes
Now that you're teaching me things only a child can see
Every night while we're on our knees all I ask is please
Let them be little 'cause they're only that way for a while
Give them hope, give them praise, give them love every day
Let them cry, let them giggle, let them sleep in the middle
Oh just let them be little
So innocent, a precious soul, you turn around
It's time to let them go
So let them be little 'cause they're only that way for a while
Give them hope, give them praise, give them love every day
Let them cry, let them giggle, let them sleep in the middle
Oh just let them be little
Let them be little ~ Lonestar

My Dearest Derek...Three? THREE. YEARS. OLD? ACK! I can hardly believe it.  It really does just seem like last week that we had brought you home, completing our family...And now you are three, going on thirteen to be sure.
You are such an independent little man.  You always have been, since day #1. But we see it so much more now that you are T-H-R-E-E!
I see so much of your Daddy in you...striving to be so perfect in everything you do - without even realizing it.  Like when you play ball (without a T mind you - ) and you hit it, but just not as far as you thought you should have...
I also see so much of me in you...dare I say too much?
Just last week you hauled off and clocked your sister (THAT isn't the part that's like me...) & then you refused to say you were sorry.  First telling us that you were 'out of sorry's' and then saying 'I'll say *Sorry Derek* but not *Sorry Hailey*' HA!
Why say sorry to yourself? 
I heard Daddy mutter under his breathe that he didn't know it was hereditary...that saying sorry thing! - I have a hard time too Bud - I have to really mean it cuz that doesn't just roll off my tongue for anything! Like you, I think I'd rather take the time out than say sorry for something I wasn't really sorry for! You get testy when you are hungry & while you like your sleep, you can't seem to get much rest!
You are so young, yet seem so old for your age...It's been hard to remember over this last year that you WERE only a 2 year old boy - but you find ways to quickly remind us by not sitting still for more than 20 minutes, refusing to ride anywhere but the side of the shopping cart, or throwing anything & everything you can get your hands on!
But then there's the other stuff...how you'll eat pretty much anything you are given: chili, burritos, salad...the way you play ball, & how you've been potty trained for over a year!  You love all things pirate & all things dinosaur.  You remind me (and him) daily that Daddy is your best buddy~
You are outgoing and friendly and caring and passionate. You are always on the go & you like to call the shots...

I wish I could freeze time...keep you my little boy forever.
You are growing up so fast...I hope we can slow things down a bit & enjoy this time...I'm not ready for you to be a big boy yet...I'm not ready for you to not be my baby...of course, you'll always be my baby~
Happy Birthday Derek Robert...I love you more than you could ever possibly know! xoxo Mommy
Give them hope, give them praise, give them love every day

Let them cry, let them giggle, let them sleep in the middle
Oh just let them be little.

1 comments:

Be the change you want to see in the world... said...

Ahhh...this was really sweet. I completely agree, they grow up way too fast. Happy Birthday sweet D.

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