This boy turns 5 on Saturday. For some reason this kid really pulls at my heart strings. I don't know if it because he turned my world upside down by showing up almost 6 weeks early...and I waited for what felt like the worlds longest 12 days before I was allowed to take him home. Maybe it's because he cried for about 4 or 5 hours a day for the first 10 months of his life, causing me to be his main care taker. It might also be because he has these sea glass colored eyes like none I've see before, and dimples that he inherited from the hubs that just melt my heart.
Jude has strong opinions about my cooking...or lack of pizza making skills. He loves only the chocolate part of the smores, and still consumes enough milk to supply a small village. He is a realist and calls them like he sees them. He loves it when I make pumpkin bread, and gets mad when we eat all the cheesecake and don't leave him a slice. He is insanely honest, and for the longest time he couldn't remember the difference between tomatoes and potatoes. Currently he wants to be a scientist, and this past Thanksgiving became a vegetarian for about 3 days. He has a love and hunger to learn about Jesus. He used to a tad bit mischievous and has mostly grow out of that phase, mostly. Like myself, he likes to wake up slow, and spend as much time as he can relaxing, and snuggling in the morning. Like the hubs he likes playing baseball, the Dolphins, cheers on the Cardinals, and will watch golf on TV. He has a tender heart, he loves Elisabeth, torments Lyla, looks forward to Survivor night, and donuts might be his love language. He thinks the hubs is the strongest man in the world, right after God...and Rocky Balboa. Jude is a fairly quiet fella, but when he does talk and gets excited his voices gets higher and higher. He rarely sings, the 3 songs he does enjoy singing happen to be eye of the tiger, monster mash, and feliz navidad. He is so smart, I know most moms think their kiddos are smart...but this kid just gets it. He loves games shows, numbers, waiting for the clock to turn 11:11 so he can make a wish, and he might be the worlds biggest Wipeout fan.
When Jude was about two, or so, he used to say, "I miss you mama." even though I was sitting right next to him...now that he is growing up so rapidly before my eyes...I am beginning to think he was on to something...
Happy Birthday Jude!! I love you so much! You are such a blessing and I thank God everyday for you. I hope you are feel it in your heart how much I love you. xoxo. mom.