My Baby Boy is Three!

Brady is three today. I can't believe it's been three years since he made his dramatic entry into the world. And if you know Brady, you know dramatic is what he is every day. He was my second born, my middle child, and will always be my baby boy. My c-section with him wasn't scheduled until March 14th so he was a little early. My blood pressure was too high so they decided to go ahead and take him early since he was considered full term at 37 weeks. He arrived at 10:20 pm via "emergency" c-section. He shares a birthday with my cousin and college roommate, Carrie (Sidenote: Happy Birthday Caroline-Hope you are enjoying your free day at Disney!) and was born just a day before my big brother Ryan's birthday. Ryan wanted to know why we couldn't have just wanted an hour and a half but the doctor wasn't very cooperative.

Here are just a few of my favorite things about Brady

• The way he says chocolate-it kinda of sounds like . . .choco-latte.
• How funny he is-is facial expressions, his perfect comedic timing even when he doesn't know what how funny he is being.
• His absolute fearlessness-running, jumping, etc. (Except heights-he's not so much on high places)
• When he says "Mommy, don't hold me like a baby. I a Big Boy!"
• When he does things like sticking fruit loops up his nose-it makes for good stories.
• The way he can make an outfit out of anything i.e. plastic bucket on head as hat.

A trip down memory lane: My littlest baby at 6lbs. 11 oz. Meeting big brother for the first time. Mischevious from an early age. Could he be any cuter? It's a good thing he is so cute; it keeps him from getting into a ton more trouble.