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.
