(Collin with his two favorite presents...a fly swatter and a sword)
Seems like just yesterday that I blogged about
the crazy fast car ride to the hospital
and being at the hospital for only 37 minutes
before he was delivered by the nurses
because the doctor couldn't get there in time
it was a crazy ride
and that's the way he's been ever since
life with Collin
is always fast
always full of lots of talking
he has blessed our lives for the past three years
and I don't know what I would do without
my whittle Zaiah
Happy Birthday, baby boy. You are such a joy to me. I love how I can count on you to ask for your "hot chocolates" every morning when you wake up. How you need covered up with your special blankie even when it's 82 in here. I love how you just can't help but talk to everyone about everything and even when Mommy tells you that she needs some quiet, you talk about that. It cracks me up that your sense of smell is so strong that you smell even the littlest stinky thing...and will even announce smelling a stinky guy when we are in line at Walmart. I can't help but crack up laughing when I think about holding you in my bed two nights ago and you looking at me and asking,"Could you please get out of my face?" ever so politely. Pure joy, Zaiah, pure joy. You keep momma laughing...life wouldn't be the same without you.
We celebrated yesterday with presents, cupcakes, and (his choice) a trip to the waterpark.