Three years ago, I delivered my firstborn. My son, Dekker Thomas. I feel that these years have whipped by, as everyone told me they would, and it seems that each year goes faster. Didn’t we just have his second birthday party? His life began as an incredibly low key, and, dare I say, easy delivery. It has flourished since then, as our boy has learned and grown and become more of his own person. He feels BIG, no matter what emotion. Yes, when he is scared, he is SCARED. When he’s disappointed, he is really DISAPPOINTED. But when he is happy, he is THRILLED and DELIGHTED and INCREDIBLE! I love that about him. I know everyone doesn’t always get to see the happy side of him, and maybe they see more of the fear. But trust me when I tell you that Dekker is a pure and complete delight. When I prayed for a baby four years ago, he is EXACTLY what I wanted! God is good.
So is Dekker. I adore you, my son. I couldn’t be happier that you were born, those three years ago. Here’s to many, many more! *proud mommy lifts juice box* Happy birthday, my love.
We are also so thrilled to have our Dekker boy. He is most certainly a huge joy and delight in our lives. God bless you our dear Grandson. We love you sooooooo much! from Gramma and Grandpa
Your dear grandson is talking away in the darkness of his room about his day, and the fact that he thinks he’s getting a laptop tomorrow. Sad story: He’s not. But it would appear he also has a HUGE imagination 🙂 I’ll pass your love on when I inevitably go in and tell him to quiet down, haha! See you tomorrow morning!