Better late than never (my personal memory keeping mantra). Can I confess something? Memory keeping stresses me the heck out. I have so many goals, so many ideas, so many plans......baby books, photo books, memory boxes. Everything is unfinished; I am always behind.
However. The one thing I have managed to do (albeit late, always) is put together a video of my kids on their birthday. My digital files are half organized, half plopped into a folder called To File, so I figure this way: if my house burns down, I'll still have the best video clips of my kids' childhoods saved in cohesive movies once a year. Thanks, Vimeo.
And with that, happy 4th birthday to my sweet Everett! He brought home a glowing report on his preschool evaluation, and just last week one of his teachers stopped me at drop-off to tell me what a joy it has been to have Everett in her class. I may have shed a tear (hey hormones).
Everett: you are a joy at preschool, you are a joy at home, you are a joy (almost) always. I love the sweet and considerate boy you are turning into, and could not be prouder of how wonderfully you've handled your role as big brother. You make every room brighter, and I pray you never stop saying "hi!" to strangers on the street. Your smile is contagious, and I love watching you interact with the world. I love you forever.
Song: And The Birds Sing by Tyrone Wells