four

My little baby boy is four.

Three was a big year for Gabe.

It seems like he spent the last 365 days changing from a toddler to a little boy.  He has personality for days and charms my socks off on a daily basis.  He is a stinker and can drive us up the wall, but my oh my, do we love this little boy.

Gabe is such a lover.  Quick to offer kisses and hugs, always wanting to be where we are.

We sit here and look at him and can't believe he is ours.  That he's here.  Alive and happy and so full of joy.  

This year will be another big year.

We are getting ready for his third open heart surgery and to be totally honest, we are all a little scared.  But when I look into those dark brown, twinkly eyes and feel his chubby hands squeeze mine, I know that he's going to do awesome.

And after he recovers, we get to start a whole new adventure.  One where Gabe can run and jump and grow.  

Today, we celebrate you Gabe. 

You are a light that shines bright.  I'm so glad you're mine.