Logan Anthony,
You’re one today. I am having a hard time even typing that
as I am in shock that your first year of life flew by so quickly. My heart
swells with overwhelming love and thankfulness for you baby boy. Daddy and I
have continually been blown away by the joy that has come with being your
parents. We call you our little joy giver.
A year ago today you came into this world with a rather
mammoth entrance at a whopping 10lbs 4oz (though the doctors still think you
were 10lbs 6 oz, actually). That, paired with the fact that you were 10 DAYS
OVERDUE, should have clued me into your warrior spirit and your persistent
personality. But oh baby boy, when they held you up for me to catch my first
look at you, I was in love. Instantly I had a son. You were my boy and that
whole mommy/little boy connection thing totally happened. You know, you just know how to melt me with your little
flirty smile. That whole “you had me at hello”…yeah… I was taken by your
sweetness and the little tender warrior heart I already saw that day you were
born.
Logy bear, you’ve stolen lots of hearts along the way with
that smile of yours and your infectious laugh. I think mine most of all,
though. Daddy laughs at me because he knows that you have me tied around your finger.
We have a million nicknames for you, affectionately: logy bear, little tiger, Logy Tony, butter
ball, brother bear, Log’s, as grammie calls you- her hunky boy…rarely do you
actually get called Logan… welcome to our family- where we don’t ever use your
real name.
You’ve built our family to something that I would never have
imagined it could be. Already you’ve blessed me with sweeter joy and you’ve challenged
me in many ways—good ways, ways that I need to be pushed in growth- and if you’re
anything like your namesake (your uncle Tony)- that whole pushing your momma to
grow thing will only continue.
Speaking of your Uncle Tony. I just told Grammie the other
day that you are beginning to remind me so much of that guy. I had thought for
a while that you would be my laid back, easy going, obedient kid (right…) but
lately you’ve been proving that thought wrong. Lately you’ve been getting a
kick out of doing something- that you know is obviously wrong because not only
have we told you several times but we’ve also tried as much discipline techniques
as a one year old can receive on said issue- and even though you have tears
streaming down your face from the consequences of your action that we are
trying to get you to stop doing, you still look at us (in fact, you make sure
we are looking at you by obnoxiously yelling) and laugh and do it again. When I
told Grammie this and she laughed that knowing laugh because Uncle Tony was
much the same….oh my momma heart.
I love watching you and learning who you keep developing and
growing into. We named you Logan Anthony with the meaning Tender Warrior. And it amazes me how that is so reflective in who
you are. You’re built like a warrior (remember the whole 10lbs 4oz birth weight…yeah
I did not forget that) and thankfully so you’ve kept up with that because your
sister loves to pull you around, sit on you and try to lift you when I am not
watching (sorry.). But you’re such a tender heart, too. You love people and are
happiest when you’re with people (especially your sister), making them laugh
and smiling at them. You are so forgiving and I am so grateful for that. You
LOVE to snuggle when you wake up…favorite thing ever. You love to watch your
sister doing silly things and you just sit there and laugh- the way you eg each
other on is too fun sometimes. You guys are the best of buddies- your faces
light up with you get to see each other in the morning and already you’ve got
that sibling connection going on.
You spread joy by
being who you are, and it is truly the deepest delight to be your parents. We
are so proud of you and so so thankful for you. We are celebrating the gift
that God gave us in you and who He keeps making you to be. I pray that you will
grow to be a man of integrity- that you always do the right thing for the right
reason, no matter who is watching or what they think. I pray that you will do
everything in love- seeing others with the true heart of Jesus and sharing His
compassion and Truth. I pray you will be brave and courageous and unwavering in
your faith. Especially in this world that you will be growing up in, we are
going to need men who battle with courage and stand up for what is right.
But for now, for today, just be my one year old little baby.
All too soon you’ll be grown up. And I am not ready to think about that yet
because right now I can’t believe you’re already one year old. I love you
deeper than words can say and I am so for you.
Happiest birthday to my Logy bear.
Love,
Your Momma
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| This was your invite :) |
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| I asked daddy if he could build me a log cabin out of cardboard boxes and we put our minds together and came up with this log cabin. It has been a hit with you and your sister. |
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| Oh brother I couldn't help it. I found this lumberjack beard on amazon and without thinking twice I ordered it. I mean come on. |
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| this is your happy place- with both of your grandpas. You are such a grandpa boy. |
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| My guys. |
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| attempting to "open" gifts...you didn't really like that we kept making you open more gifts instead of letting you play with the ones you already opened. |
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| You lit up when you opened this. It didn't take you but a few seconds and you knew what to do. Such a boy. |
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| Since we call you our logy bear I attempted to make you a bear cake...let's just say I don't work for hire on cake decorating. |
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| we got you all ready to smash that cake..... |
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| let's just say that you weren't a fan of being stripped down, every watching you and me trying to stick your hand in your cake. Hey it's your party- noone said you have to eat your cake. Happy birthday buddy, we love you so much! |
