Dear Greyson,
Today you stomped around the park in your plaid boat/deck shoes, vintage inspired t-shirt and duckbilled cap, and shouted “Dag Nabbit!!” every time something didn’t go your way. I watched you and giggled a lot, my very own, just-shy-of-three little old man. Dag-Nabbit is your new saying; you learned it from Ricochet Rabbit, the sheriff in one of your favorite story books. It’s a book of your Daddy’s that has been passed to you and you love it. You appeased mom with a few pictures, but really were in no mood at all. We were in full sun, your hair is getting way too long and the pictures didn’t turn out the best, but I’ll always love them, mostly because they are of you, but also because they’ll always bring the up the Dag Nabbit memories.
It’s so hard to believe little one that in less than a week you will be three. Three years old, just where has the time gone? This last year seems to have gone by faster than the others, which leads me to believe that next year will be faster yet. You are so much fun right now (although I’ve said that at every age), you love to play ball of any type, to read stories and work puzzles, you love trucks and trains, anything that goes. You love to be outside, you love to help, you love it all. You’re so grown up and yet still so small. I cherish the moments you lay your head on my shoulder and let me rock you, the moments you give big hugs and really squeeze, the feel of your little hand in mine as we walk side by side, and yet every day as you get older those moments seem to happen less and less. I’m more proud of you, more in love with you, and happier to be your mommy each and every day.
I wonder what the three’s will bring into our world. I’m sure big exciting changes, new adventures, and lots of good times await us. I hope for you the courage, love and excitement to run full steam ahead and take three by storm as I know you will, and I’ll always be right there beside you if you need a little help.
I love you with every ounce of me.
Love,
Mommy
Today you stomped around the park in your plaid boat/deck shoes, vintage inspired t-shirt and duckbilled cap, and shouted “Dag Nabbit!!” every time something didn’t go your way. I watched you and giggled a lot, my very own, just-shy-of-three little old man. Dag-Nabbit is your new saying; you learned it from Ricochet Rabbit, the sheriff in one of your favorite story books. It’s a book of your Daddy’s that has been passed to you and you love it. You appeased mom with a few pictures, but really were in no mood at all. We were in full sun, your hair is getting way too long and the pictures didn’t turn out the best, but I’ll always love them, mostly because they are of you, but also because they’ll always bring the up the Dag Nabbit memories.
It’s so hard to believe little one that in less than a week you will be three. Three years old, just where has the time gone? This last year seems to have gone by faster than the others, which leads me to believe that next year will be faster yet. You are so much fun right now (although I’ve said that at every age), you love to play ball of any type, to read stories and work puzzles, you love trucks and trains, anything that goes. You love to be outside, you love to help, you love it all. You’re so grown up and yet still so small. I cherish the moments you lay your head on my shoulder and let me rock you, the moments you give big hugs and really squeeze, the feel of your little hand in mine as we walk side by side, and yet every day as you get older those moments seem to happen less and less. I’m more proud of you, more in love with you, and happier to be your mommy each and every day.
I wonder what the three’s will bring into our world. I’m sure big exciting changes, new adventures, and lots of good times await us. I hope for you the courage, love and excitement to run full steam ahead and take three by storm as I know you will, and I’ll always be right there beside you if you need a little help.
I love you with every ounce of me.
Love,
Mommy
Greyson Lee is wearing:
Hat – I bought this forever ago from the Children’s Place I believe??
Tee Shirt – Target
Shorts – Target
Shoes - Target
Oh, I guess I can let you take a picture....
Hurry up Mom, I've got playing to do!!
Maybe if I don't look she'll go away...
just keep ignoring her, she'll stop eventually...
Almost three years old, can you believe it and grandma has only seen you one time, but maybe, who knows, soon!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteYou do need a hair trim little guy and you are not always going to co-operate with mom on this picture taking bit but until that time comes, grandma loves the pictures.
Uncle Steve came home last night and is doing really well.
Love you much,
Grandma Marcia
I know your feeling about the time going by so fast. Before we know it we will be at their graduation. (boo-hoo)I love the fact that you call Greyson little man. I have called Carson that since he was born. Take care. Love you all
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