The first time I saw you I knew that God had blessed me beyond what I could understand. I fell in love so completely, so powerfully that I could not contain the tears. Smiles tired my face. You and I are soulmates. But not in the sense that we'll spend a lifetime together. No, in the sense that I could personally understand Mary's love and adoration for her precious Son.
You were the happiest baby I've ever known. You were full of smiles, predictable, content, and oh, so cuddly. You loved to be near me. And I relished every minute of it.
Now you are a growing boy. You've got the skinned up knees to prove it. You have great ideas about how to make things work. You have the most incredible green eyes and soft blond hair. And you are beginning to understand your relationship with God. You still make my heart skip a beat when you slow down enough to gaze into my eyes and it hurts inside to know that your affection will someday go to another. She will be a blessed woman.
I'm so grateful to be your mom. To help you grow and mature into the man God has created you to be. To laugh with you and cry with you. To teach you and train you and invest in you completely.
Happy Birthday, my sweet Joey! You're not a baby anymore. YOU ARE FIVE YEARS OLD!! And I can tell that it's going to be a wild ride.

