Somehow I blinked...

and my baby boy turns three years old today.

The summer I was pregnant with him was the hottest summer ever on record here in North Carolina. These swollen cheeks (the face cheeks, that is!) confirm that:






Fresh on this earth...






























A walking one year old...




A running two year old...


A bouncing off the walls three year old...
 
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this.

As usual I heard a crash about 2 minutes into roomtime. It was followed up by Ezra's cry.

I peeked through the sliver crack of their door to make sure there wasn't any blood or dismembered children.

I saw Ella bent over her brother, pulling up his sleeve, and administering a healing kiss. Along with the kiss I heard the words "It's ok buddy" uttered.

This.

Moments like this make it all worth it.

And by all I mean all.

Even the craigslist moments of last week.

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Had any this moments lately?

Testing, Testing, 1...2...3...

This is a test, this is only a test...