I can't believe that my baby is 3 years old today! Wow...how the time flies. Ben was only 3 months old when Jason and I met him for the first time in Korea. Those chubby cheeks, those eyes, that sweet smile. Ben is growing up to be such an amazing little guy. He surprises me everyday with new things that he has mastered (some good, some not so good.) Ben can recognize every letter of the alphabet, uppercase and lower. He can sing oodles of songs although his favorite right now is "Life is a Highway" for the Cars movie. He can run, jump, climb, and tumble off of and onto anything and everything. Ben has mastered his bike (with training wheels still on) and most important, he can tell you that Jesus died on the cross and rose 3 days later. (He frequently reminds me of this, in case I were to forget.) Ben is wild and 100% boy and yet he can be so sweet when he wants to be, frequently saying "I love you, Mommy." I sure treasure those sweet, gentle hugs...especially since they are usually sprinkled in between wrestling and being jumped on.
Happy Birthday, my dear son. I love you so much and am so incredible blessed that I get to be your mom. I am so thankful that God gave you to me.