Griffin Robert, I cannot believe you are already three. Really? I wish I could freeze time and keep you right where you are at. I often tell you to stop growing up and stop getting bigger. You like to ask me out of the blue: Do you want me to stay little, Mom?
You light up our lives like you wouldn't believe. You made us parents and we will never forget the day you were born. You are one feisty little strawberry blonde kiddo; you keep us on our toes with your over the top vocabulary. We can't believe what comes out of your mouth sometimes.
You are such a hard worker. You are always asking what you can do to help. You want to make dinner, pull weeds, mow the lawn, unload the dishwasher, organize your closet, to name a few.
Your current obsession is Toy Story.
You like to name your emotions. You tell us you are grumpy, shy, nervous or having a bad day. In those words.
You try really hard to be sweet to your brother but it is very hard for you. But when you are, you are the sweetest thing.
You are obsessed with organizing.
Griff, we love you. Your brother loves you. Adores you.
Happy Third Birthday!
P.S. Griff had a super fun birthday party...a post on that soon :)
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