Oh, Hank. I cannot believe my sweet, baby boy is three years old today. It seems like just yesterday I was holding you in my arms upon your arrival. I knew you were a special boy the moment I laid eyes upon you.
You were and are still to this day a cuddle bug. You love to be held, be snuggled, and hold mommy's hand.
You are the sweetest child 90 percent of the time (Rosie would say 99) when things are going your way. When things aren't going your way you've been know to be quite a handful.
I've been known to make grilled cheese at 8:00 in the morning and pancakes at midnight just to make you happy.
Your favorite thing to do is build. You build with scrap pieces of wood, you build with blocks, you build with boxes. You have great imagination and are actually quite handy.
Your favorite TV shows are Team Umizoomi and Paw Patrol.
Your favorite foods are mac and cheese, bacon, and cinnamon rolls. Sometimes all at the same time.
You love chocolate.
But not nearly as much as you love your blankie. Its about half the size it started out as, but it still goes most everywhere with us.
You are a sturdy little fella and weigh 36 pounds and are 39 inches tall.
You are Daddy's boy and Momma's world and we thank God for you every day.
And here's a little stroll down memory lane if you're interested..