PJ turned three yesterday. We had a big party with cake and balloons. And through the sugar and margarita (we have cool kid parties) induced haze, I felt an overwhelming sense of joy. A joy that hasn’t gone away today. I’m just so proud of the life Michelle, PJ and I have carved out for ourselves. I hadn’t a clue that this was how things would turn out but, I am more thankful each year for the year previous. And I become more excited for the years to come!
PJ has brought more laughter, adventure and craziness into our lives than I could have ever imagined. This year he started talking and hasn’t stopped. He can ride his little Strider bike for over an hour. He loves to make us laugh and tells 3 year old jokes everyday. In the evenings he loves nothing more than to curl up in his Mom’s arms while she reads him book after book.
Our little family is simply the best thing that has ever happened to me.
