Today is Lucas' third birthday. I find it most appropriate to share his birth story.
Now, he is my stinky big boy. He's loving. He's stubborn. He loves his Tata (my dad) and his Tío Josh. He thinks he's a Ninja Turtle. He likes to eat pizza. He is the best giggler. His favorite shoes are the pair of Jordan's that Tío Josh bought him. He's a solid 34 pounds of goodness. And when I ask if he will be mine forever, he tells me that I belong to his daddy and that he will soon have a girlfriend.
Happy third birthday, my love. May you continue to quiet rooms and warm up cold spaces.