Happy Birthday, Aaron.
I truly believe that all children are a gift from God. There’s
just no other explanation as to how and why life forms. Anyone who doesn’t
believe in God hasn’t witnessed the miracle of pregnancy and childbirth.
Aaron, you were a true answer to prayer and continue to be a
gift from above.
We tried for years to have a baby, and two years into the
process, we found out we were expecting you, our first little boy.
Statistics show that only approximately 30% of women’s
waters break. And only 5% of women deliver on their due date.
My water broke. On your due date. I think you’ve always had an attention to
detail.
As you started to grow and play, you organized your cars in
color order.
You like to eat your meals one food group at a time.
You follow rules.
You put one toy away before taking others out.
You have manners and a politeness that some adults I know
should emulate.
You help fold laundry.
You make your own peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
You look out for and protect your little brothers.
You take out the garbage. The big bin.
You’re sympathetic and empathetic toward others.
Your pre-school teacher dubbed you the “class encourager.”
You are wickedly smart.
You love the Lord. (As I sit here writing this, you are “reading”
your Bible.)
You pray.
Aaron, my dear boy, you are a light to this family. You make
us laugh, teach us new things every day, and are mature and wise beyond your
years. Happy 5th birthday to my little “Bubby.” You’ll always be
mommy’s little baby.
