Dear Gabriel Paul....I just want you to know how much I love you.
We are in a really tough season of life right now with you being in the terrible two's and all.
But guess what? Mommy still loves you and wouldn't trade you for anyone else in the world!
And even on the days where I tell you I'm gonna sell you to the circus and you get all excited...
I never would. Because I love you too stinkin' much.
I still love you even when you don't listen to me time after time after time after time.
I still love you even though you won't poop on the potty for me.
I still love you even though you will look me straight in the eye and defy me.
I still love you even when you unbuckle your seat belt 40 times in just a 10 min car ride.
I still love you when you disobey me and dump all the water out of the bottles onto the floor.
I still love you when you beat up on your sister.
I still love you when you yell "Mama! Mama! Mama!" in the car very loudly every 3 seconds.
I still love you when you disobey and try to run away from me outside or at the store.
I still love you when you make our cart crash and knock things off the shelf gettin groceries.
I still love you when you climb up on the tables and dance.
I still love you when you take all the clothes out of yer dresser.
I still love you when you take the lids off yer sippy cups and dump the drink out.
I still love you when you find my purse and put all Mommy's money and lip gloss in yer pockets.
I still love you even when you throw a temper tantrum and scream at me.
I still love you even when you won't eat your supper.
I still love you even though you freak out about bugs.
I still love you even when you get bent out of shape for the littlest things.
I love how you call a grasshopper a "grass bug"
I love how you call a motorcylce a "lalala" because yer too stubborn to sound it out.
(you will definatley flunk the screening at preschool for that one!)
I love how you still like Mommy to rock you.
I love how you love to praise God and dance when we turn on the music.
I love how you say your prayers at night time and always add something new.
I love how you love your Paw-Paws.
I love how you are obcessed with tractors.
I love how every morning when you get up you want to ride in the car.
I love how you are learning to put your shoes on all by yourself.
I love how you love your vanilla soymilk but hate it that you are still allergic to dairy.
(we pray every night, buddy, that you will outgrow this one!)
I love how you LOVE to clean with Mommy.
Daddy and Mommy are so very, very blessed that God gave us the gift of you.
And don't ever, ever forget....we will never, ever stop loving you!
I can't believe how big you are getting little man...thank you for all the fun times.
Love you forever and ever...Mommy
PS> I love it when you tilt your head and look at me with those big blue eyes like up above ;)
3 comments:
How sweet of you! Just wait till Ellie get a little bigger. you think boys are tough? The one girl we have and LOVE is tougher!
He's definitely a keeper =) From a one momma of boys to another, they're all stubborn!..lol (especially the oldest one that I married ;) And Gabe really is a total sweetheart and gives the best hugs! I love talking to him when I take Brandon back to class =) Cindy always says I'm an awesome 2 year old translater.. always figuring out what they're saying... I guess speaking toddler is one of those special gifts God gave me ;) Gabe truly is a blessing, and always remember, for some reason, boys are ALWAYS harder on their momma than anybody else, but they love their momma more than anybody else in the world!!!
Boy am I glad the Lord gives us grace, aren't you? I have a friend who calls it the terrific twos. She said, it could always be worse.
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