Dear
Griffin, April 2016
Year four of your life has been
my favorite thus far! It has been full of laughter, milestones, and new found
favorites.
Griffin,
you never cease to make me smile. Even at times when I’m upset with your
behavior/choices, a witty comment from you can turn my frustration into a
chuckle.
You
have some new “favorites” that have become very important to you in this year
of life. Your newest obsession is the Wii. You wake up talking about it and
there are many nights you even thank Jesus for it in our prayers before you to
go to sleep. Not only do you enjoy making friends and family members into Wii
characters, you also make complete strangers you come into contact with into
characters. You’ve made the AT&T guy who came and fixed our TV into one,
and you have even made our cashier from a visit to Target into one.
You
are also very into the alphabet, but more specifically, you ask everyone (once
again, complete strangers) what their “favorite letter is.” This question
simply means what letter that particular person’s name begins with. You think
it is really cool when you see POP’s name on things like POPcorn packages or
labeled POP radio stations on the XM radio screen in the car.
Team
Umizoomi and PJ masks are your two favorite shows to watch on TV. That is
actually where you got your newest catch phrase. Any time you have to life
something heavy, you preface it by saying “Super Griffin muscles” and it
magically gives you the strength to life that particular object.
You,
my son, have turned into quite the prayer warrior. Every night you start your
prayers by thanking Jesus. The staples you say every single night are your
“family, friends, and Mrs. Jill.”
You also thank Jesus for one more thing, at random, each night. You have
chosen to thank Him for some things like basketball, the letter “T”, Team
Umizoomi, and carrot cake. Next in
your nightly prayers, you have specific prayer requests. This is the part that
melts my heart each and every night. You listen to my prayers each night, and
remember them for your own prayers.
You think of people who are sick or sad and you pray for them. As a 3
year old, you prayed specifically for people’s bodies to be healed from cancer,
people going through infertility to be blessed with babies, people who are sick
to feel better, and people who are sad to be happy.
You
love to bowl, play outside, go to CiCi’s Pizza, eat chips and salsa from
Chili’s, play with Brother and Sissy, and go to the park to visit your
“friends.” (Any random kid that happens to be at the park that day) You are a
rule follower, don’t like loud noises (especially toilet flushes and referee
whistles), love baths (but not getting your hair washed), and love “shooting
hoops” with Daddy. You don’t like Mama or Sissy’s hair in a ponytail, love
pants with pockets, carrot cake is your FAVORITE treat (You even asked Santa
for it!), and never want anyone to have hurt feelings.
You
fill me with JOY, teach me new things every day test my patience, make me
laugh, and make my heart swell with pride. I absolutely LOVE being your Mama. I
can’t wait to see what year 5 has in store.
Happy
4th birthday sweet boy,
Mama
