The one week each year they are stair steps….this year it’s 7, 8, and 9.
You entered our lives 7 years ago, with a strong-will and a sensitive heart.
Your exuberance for life is never-ending.
Your smile and laugh are contagious.
And your voice rises above a crowd.
You’re as full-force now as you were as a 9 month old climbing everything and starting to walk.
Bruises, bumps, stitches and broken glasses are always expected;
And hugs, kisses, sweet compliments, and cuddles are too.
May your zeal for life inspire, lead, and strengthen others. May you draw your strength from our Heavenly Father and learn to use all your uniqueness for his glory.
And may we learn to enjoy living in the right now as much as you do.
We love you Ezekiel Michael. You will always be our baby boy.
(Check out that last photo, look for Malachi. That boy rarely cries. He was so happy to win that double over-time game and get to move on to play in the Championship. Hmmmm, I wonder who he gets that from.)
What a fun season to watch, with all three boys on the same team and a Papi who coaches them and a 2 year old who actually sits with her friends, but does go to the bathroom a gazillion times. And a momma who loves having a camera with an ISO of 128,000, those players aren’t complete blurs out there.
And here we go…..we’ll be Hoosier-in’ it up on Saturday. We can hardly wait.
She’s still little enough to dance, and sing, and jump around on our bed…..while the boys are still at school. And oh, the songs she makes up……with all of her likes, and dislikes and becauses with explanations….and key changes. Thankfully, she’s still little enough that photographing her doesn’t make her stop, I’m not looking forward to the day when that happens.
This one is totally engrossed in the Nerds series right now.
This one wasn’t laughing at me.
And I sent this one into my room to work on his homework after his shower. This is how I found him. Good thing he has till next week to finish that book and complete some activities for it. (p.s. I would never have picked those Captain Underpants books for my boys, but you know…..they love them and think they are hilarious….and they are reading…so there Captain Underpants lies.)