Three years later...he is often still bruised, has a full head of curls and weighs, I'm guessing, almost 35 pounds!
To our sweet baby Ky,
Happy 3rd birthday! You bring us such joy, make us laugh and even make us cry. You have the ability to get under your brother's skin like no other. You are rough, you are tough, you are 100% boy. You love to sing and play the guitar and have rock star in your blood. You are constantly scoping out your next snack or asking to play with David next door. Your scream pales in comparison to that of any young girl and your laugh is contagious. The curls that grace you head make many swoon and your big blue eyes sparkle.
Dad and I love you. Our hope is that you will continue to grow in God's love and grace. That you will love. That the smile never fades from your lips or your heart despite whatever life has to offer you. That you know you are a child of God, belonging to Him, and that He will provide whatever it is you need in life. That you understand the blessing of family, that your brother truly is a gift from God and not just someone to harass or beat up on occasion.
Have a wonderful birthday Ky! We love you!
Mom, Dad and Koby
