Friday, November 16, 2012

3

So, my Branson is 3.  Three whole years old.  I just can't believe it.  He is a young boy that loves to jump, run, yell and argue.  He is a picky eater and has an amazing sweet tooth, something we can share in common.  For his birthday he got a pet.  A fish named Charlie.  One of his chores is to feed Charlie every day. He is sweet to him.  He  has a soft spot for animals and it warms my heart.  Watching Branson grow has been this amazing journey.  Most days I laugh with him and cry at him.  He is my whole being.  He takes every ounce of my energy and I wouldn 't rather give it to anyone else.  He is in love with everything Cars, and Ryan and I got him a Mater quad for his birthday.  He reluctantly lets Genoa touch it, sometimes. 

Branson, my wish for you is that you always find a smile in your day, you laugh at life and stand up for yourself.  I'll always be here for a hug after time out, and a kiss goodnight.  I'm so proud of you and the young man that you are, thank you for amazing me every day.




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