Dear Jar

Dear Jar,

     Happy Birthday! I cannot believe that you are 15 years old today. Where did the time go?

     I remember the day that we found out that we were pregnant with you. We were so thrilled. I had a good pregnancy with you...despite those 3 months of being sick.

     I can still picture the day that you were born. My labor and delivery was much better than with Cam. I only labored for 6 hours or so. When you were born, you were a stunned birth. It took the doctor and nurse what seemed like hours to get you breathing and making noises (it was only seconds). That was the best sound ever. You were a big beautiful baby with lots of dark hair. You had a blond streak in your hair like me (which is now a black streak on your blond hair). You were such a beautiful baby that you played a baby girl in our church Christmas program.

     You were such a happy baby. You loved your big brother Cam. (although sometimes you did not like him holding your hand all of the time...even though he tried to force you) You smiled and laughed all of the time. You loved to hide things. Sometimes I would find things that I was missing...and I would find them in the strangest of places.

     You always loved to be on the go and with people. You were a social bug...and still are. You always hung out with the older kids...because you were with Cam. You loved it when you got to play with the Sparks (whey you were a cubbie) at the Awana games.

     I will never forget how determined you were to learn to ride your bike. You learned pretty quickly. You would ride really fast on that bike...falling many times because you weren't quite steady yet.

     I tried to teach you to swim, but it was Cam who was successful at this. He taught you in like 5 minutes. You two were always best of buds.

     I love that you two boys have each other. You have been best of buds from the time you two were together. I love calling you two "my boys."

     You always loved puppies. You were obsessed with them. You were so excited when we got Keesha. You loved her. You were also so excited when we got Keesha #2. But, you were absolutely thrilled when we got Lily...because she was a puppy that would always seem like a puppy. She would only be 6.5 lbs.

     I love how you love to get things done immediately (like me). You don't put things off at all. You get it done.

     I love to hear you laugh. I also love your smirky smile that you give me. It is so cute.

     I love how you love fashion and style. You are so good at picking out clothes. I love how you really care about how you look when you go out (even to get the mail).

     I really love it when you call me "mommy..." that really warms my heart.

     I pray that you will love God with all of your heart. I pray that you serve him the rest of your life. I know that He has something really special planned for your life...because you are one special young man. You have many gifts...most of them are wrapped around your personality. People love you and are drawn to you.

     You are a special part of this family. I love you very much. You make our world a better place.

     Happy Birthday. You are the best.

Love,
Mommy