Happy Birthday Joey

Joey is three years old today.  What a wild ride we've had these past three years, and I love everything about my crazy little red headed boy.  He is quickly turning into a little boy, losing all the parts of his "babyhood" along the way.  And as much as I love watching this kid grow, learn, and change, I can't help but be so sad that he is already 3.  The weird thing is that I have had many days where I counted the hours until bed time because the day just dragged on, and on, and on. Yet somehow, 3 years has passed in a flash.  I'm sure every mom says this with each passing birthday, but it truly feels like yesterday that I was holding my first born for the very first time.

Well, in an effort to keep this post from turning into a bunch of mushy gushy sappy stuff about how much I already miss my baby Joey, I'm going to share a few pictures of my big boy, doing what he does best:

Happy Birthday Joey.  I love you more than I could ever put into words.  Your big growly bear hugs are my favorite thing, and you light up my life with all of your silliness.  Keep smiling, little one.  Love, Mommy