This was the first year you got excited about your birthday, and it was so cute watching your eyes light up as we got closer and closer. Other than presents and cake, I'm not sure what birthdays mean to you at this point. But it was so fun to make your day special in little ways.
You are often quite easy to please, little boy. Your little legs start jumping up and down, and you tilt your head back as you squeal. It's just precious to watch your excitement.
This year you were a gift to me in so many ways. You're always a gift, but this year, I took the time to treasure it more. Even though you love to keep up with every single thing Nolan does, a part of you hung on to your littleness more than Nolan did at this age. You still found the most comfort in being with me, and there were times your lingering hugs were exactly what I needed.
I got to watch you become a big brother to Sammy. You were a young two when he joined our family, and it was a shocking shift for all of us. You frequently looked for reassurance from me about all this change, but you stepped into your new role so well. Your affection and attention to Sammy's needs were different than Nolan. You had a companionship with Sammy that Nolan didn't know. You had two mornings a week when it was just the two of you. Though you often and easily got frustrated with Sammy's inability to read your mind and play exactly as you wanted him to, you did thoroughly enjoy his nearness. It was a sweet thing to watch.
And it was sweet to watch your bond with Nolan deepen. The animosity and arguing also grew, but I think that's just part of brotherhood.
Isaac, I love you so much. You have such a tender heart and are so easy to love! There is something about your smile that is irresistible. You are fun and silly and a joy to our family. I often pray that you will be a striking combination of brave and tender. You have the potential to soften people with your kindness and tenderness, and I want you to be brave enough to be exactly who God created you to be.
You are a delight, my little boy! You've really turned things up a notch as far as training you, but I knew this was coming. I'm thankful those little legs still come racing at me for hugs and kisses. I love being your mama, baby bear!
I love you. I like you. I enjoy you. I'm proud of you.
Happy Birthday, Isaac!
Love you,
Mommy
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