Sunday, August 19, 2012


 Caysen, today you are three years old!  You have made so much progress over the past year and we are so proud of you!!
 Your favorite word is definitely "Mom" and you say it at least a hundred times a day.  I think you just like to say it because you know I will respond. every. time.  I sort of love it. :)

You eat like a big boy.  You are not picky and will generally eat whatever we put in front of you. 

You are still a peanut, but growing and gaining weight.  We'll take it!
 You love cars...riding in them, looking at them and saying "vroom vroom", pretending to start them with your keys, opening the trunk, and of course setting off the alarm.  Your favorite car is still Papa's red mustang.

Second to cars, you love books.  You love being read to the most, but you enjoy looking at the pictures too.

You also love to torture poor Zoey!  There is nothing more hilarious to you than chasing after her and grabbing her tail!

 You love your Dada!  You get so excited each day when he comes home from work.  When you are not saying "Mom", it is likely that you are saying, "Dada. Truck. Vroom Vroom."

You like to play outside.  You love to swing, slide, open and close the gate, and of course walk!!

Coming inside usually equals a temper tantrum before you get over it.
Just recently, you learned how to walk all by yourself.  We are still working on balance, but you have taken up to 60 steps at one time with no help!!!!

You sleep great at night.  You love your "kee" (blankey) and request it each night at bed time.  You make other requests before bed and most nights you fall asleep next to you cup (water), a book, a note pad, a snack, and who knows what else.  I think it might be a stalling tactic...but we humor you ;) 

You have recently started shaking your head "no" when you don't want to do something. I know you should get in trouble for it, but it's just so cute!

We love you so much and look forward to watching you continue to change and grow!

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Happy Three Years

Sweet Baby Boy,
       I don't remember the day you were born.  I wish I could say I do, but  for me, it was just another day.  I don't have any pictures of you when you were brand new.  I didn't spend hours, days, weeks, and even months praying for a miracle while you lay in a hospital bed fighting to survive.  Even though I missed out on a lot, I am so thankful for the day you were brought into this world.  I am so thankful that your birth mama chose life for you.  I'm thankful that Jesus carried you and healed you and eventually placed you in the loving care of His Hands Taiwan.  I'm thankful that God led us to His Hands knowing that their ministry would be the link that would join us as a family.  You were several months old before God whispered your name into my heart.  Even though I didn't know much about you, I felt sure that you were the one God had chosen for us.  I asked your DaDa if he felt the same way, and he said yes!  I was so happy and also scared, but I knew that God had a beautiful plan and I was so ready for that plan to unfold.

I met you for the first time when you were about a month shy of one year.  It was an incredible moment that I will never forget.  I had waited so long to be a mama and then we found out that you were going to be our son!  What an exciting time!!  Still, we had to wait several months with only pictures until it was time to fly across the ocean and prepare to bring you home.  Meeting you and holding you for the first time is and will always be one of the very best moments of my entire life.

The day after your 1st birthday, we boarded a plane and brought you home.  That was two years ago and I love you more today than I ever could have imagined.  We've celebrated victories and struggled with challenges, but through it all, I remain ever grateful that God chose me to be your mama.  I love you sweet boy.  Happy Birthday!