Harris is THREE!

     I cannot believe our little man is three already! It feels like yesterday that I found I was pregnant, but it seems like such a different life when we didn't have kids that I barely remember it. Tom is the oldest of 5, so he was a pro at diaper changing/baby soothing/bottle making. I had literally never held a baby. Never. And had no desire to before it was my own. The first diaper I changed was when Harris was a day or so old. It was our first time alone, still in the hospital, and I thought I'd brave it by myself. Disaster. Harris and I both had to change our clothes and I had to call the nurse for more linens for the bassinet. Rookie mistakes. :)  
      Tom took 2 weeks off work when Harris was born and we lived in a bubble. All we did was huddle up in the house and talk about how wonderful our baby was. We were literally mesmerized by his every move. When he got older and was smiling, I remember specific one time in HEB. I had just stopped in my tracks to watch him grin and marvel at his cuteness and a lady pushed her buggy right past me, glancing at Harris and then rushing by. I was shocked that she could look at him and not stop in awe. I was SUCH a stereotypical new mom, but seriously, look at that face??  He was only 4 months old in this picture. Yes, 4 months. He weighed what Walker weighs at 14 months!

There's a quote along the lines of "Motherhood is like walking around with your heart outside of your body." That is SO TRUE. I anticipated that being a mother would be difficult but never imagined how wonderful it would be. That sweet boy is a constant source of happiness to me and I am so grateful that Tom and I were chosen to be his parents. This year has been exciting because he's able to say anything he wants to now and I love to hear his thoughts. He's a toddler, so of course there's selfishness and all those actions, but his heart is so pure. He will give Walker a toy when he's crying "to make him feel better." And he prays for his friends and the people he loves, which is precious, because it's completely unfiltered. He's at a wonderful age where he can express himself but isn't self conscious enough to censor anything. What you see is what you get. He is loving and compassionate, just like his daddy. I have enjoyed the first 3 years so much, I can't wait to see what the future holds. Here's a few pics of him as he's grown.

He's 1 here. Still gets that really tickled look on his face.

He's pushing 2, just a few weeks after Walker was born.

Love the enthusiasm he has! When he loves something, he REALLY loves it.
I told him tonight that his friends were going to come over and eat cake. He said "How about I eat all my friends cake??" Love it. He just wants himself some cake.  And he's so ignorant of calories. Must be nice.



Psalm 127: 3-5
Sons are a heritage from the LORD, children a reward from him.
Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one's youth.
Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them. They will not be put to shame when they contend with their enemies in the gate.