{three}

Drew, you make me happy.

You make me happy with your constant running commentary about everything. On the mornings that you are away from me and at preschool, my life seems so very quiet. ;)

You make me happy with your observations. Your take on the world is pretty amusing sometimes.

You make me happy when you make a joke and give us that crooked little one-dimpled smile.

You make me happy when you wrap your arms tightly around me and "smooch me."

You make me happy when you always, always want one more book- no matter how many we've read.

You make me happy when you want to help me in the kitchen. You are the best little stir-er I've seen in a long time!

You make me happy when you try to keep up with Luke, even if you have no idea what he is doing. Watching the two of you play Superheroes would make anyone laugh!

You make me happy when you kiss on baby Kate, your "sweet, sweet strawberry girl."

You make me happy when you ask how many days it is until we go to "Catur" again.

You make me happy when you sing along with the radio.

You make me happy when I watch you play trains and cars. I wish I understood what you find so entertaining about them.

You make me happy when you giggle at Winnie the Pooh movies.

You make me happy when you want one bite of whatever I am eating, almost every time that I am eating.

You make me happy when you devour guacamole. And cheese dip. And salsa. Basically anything you can dip tortilla chips into.

You make me happy when you point out and correctly identify every construction vehicle we see.

You make me happy when you fall asleep on your bed surrounded by a growing family of stuffies.

Andrew, you just make me happy.

I love you, my now three-year old! Happy Birthday to you!