My son of two...

Tonight, on the eve of your second birthday, I really can't help savoring nearly every moment at bed with you. You break into song with Oh How He Loves You & Me and then your favorite Twinkle Twinkle as you make stars with your pudgy hands. You pray, thanking God for all the special people in your life & draw out your A-men. You go to sleep with such random items- tonight a pirate's gun but you have also gone to bed with your pirate sword put correctly in it's sleeve, a right boot, a pirate clock, Sissy's animals...
I constantly want to smell the top of your head or smoother the smooshy side of your cheek with kisses. I am continuously drawn to you. You had my heart immediately two years ago, but as time goes on, my heart continues to break again and again for you. I am so in love with every single bit of you.
There is something mischievous yet mysterious about you. You are a daredevil, a tornado, an instigator, a screamer, a giggler, a spaz, a lover. You constantly beg Watch me Mommy, Watch me... while you perform your sweet tricks. You can make Emma & Will giggle with your maneuvers one moment & then scream for needed help the next.
You were prayed for before you were conceived, and when you breathed the air of this world, so many friends & family gathered around you to thank our Creator for you. Songs of praise filled the room, as we sang How Great is our God! (The very praise two year old Emma & I sang together in the dark, when we found out you would be joining our family eight months later!)
The desire of my heart remains- that you would fall in love with and serve our Lord; that our Lord be your Complete.
Grow, my son. Jump. Fall. Laugh. Bruise. Explore. Obey. Love. Serve.

Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. James 1:17