Sunday was Noah’s 3rd birthday, and as most of you know, I am really selfish with my boys when it comes to their birthdays. I don’t do parties or really anything else. I have to be the first one to tell them happy birthday, they get an obnoxious amount of hugs and kisses throughout the day, they get to pick their favorite dinner, I usually make a homemade cake, and the whole day we just spend time together as a family. Because when it comes down to it….nothing else matters! I can’t believe Noah is already 3. I know it sounds cliche’, but it seems like yesterday he was this little bean in my arms! Noah is an absolute joy and I feel so honored that God thought enough of Joe and I to allow us to be his parents.
Noah turning 3 eating his birthday cake
I took the opportunity on Sunday to take the kids out in the yard and grab some pictures of them. Here are some of the shots I got…
Noah, Joe, and I play this game called “Who do you love the most”. I’m sure all of you parents out there are familiar with it, but let me just fill in the blanks. Joe or I will ask Noah: “Who do you love the most?”, and no matter who is asking the answer is always “You!”. Here is a sequence of that conversation
Here is Branndon, being sweet as pie…can anyone see his halo?
“The big one” (at least that’s what I call him these days) AKA Christian!
Here they all are together. I love how different they all are!
These are the shots I took while we were singing happy birthday.
And then he devoured the cake
Thanks for stopping by to see the kiddies. If you know me at all you know there is nothing more important to me than being a mom to these special guys. I can hang out and be me, I can be a great wife, and take some cool pictures, but all of those things run a distant second to these little dudes
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