Happy Birthday, Matthew!

He is so happy...He came in my room at the crack of dawn of course, and when I handed him his shirt, he instantly wanted to put it on. I sang happy birthday to him, and the whole time throughout the song, he kept saying, "Mommy! I want to go to my birthday!" LOL..silly little guy. He opened my closet when I wasn't looking, and found his presents. Wrapped, thankfully. But I still had to explain why he couldn't have them now.
I let him have his choice for breakfast, and he chose orange cream pop-tarts. It was all going great until he said he was done, (still had one left) and when he went to get out of the chair to give it to me, it slid off the plate, into Riley's awaiting mouth. That darn dog!! Oh well. At least he was already full, so it wasn't like Riley snagged what he was trying to eat. Here is a pic of him rocking his shirt we ordered for him. Thankfully it is big. I was worried when I was holding it because it looked like it was still kinda small, and I know this sucker is going to shrink some.



Matthew..I love you MORE than you will ever know. Not only are you so very smart, you are a really good boy. You make your mommy very proud to be your mommy, and I am just so in love with you. Your eyes continue to melt my heart daily, and I am so happy you love your sister so much the way you do. I hope that your birthday weekend is an amazing one for you.

Love, Mommy.