Things not to forget.

Dear Landen,

This blog has been on my mind and there are some things that I do not want to forget about you sweet boy. You are now 4 years old, 62 pounds and just completely wonderful.

You love to tell us stories. If I ask you what you want to be when you grow up, you will go on for about 20 minutes about fighting fires and saving people, catching mean "catfish sharks" as big as the tallest buildings and wrestling alligators. I will go along with you and tell you how amazing your adult life will be but it may be difficult for me to visit with alligators and snakes and such in your house. But you reassure me that you will tape there mouths up before I come over. You do love your momma!

I love the way you tell us, "Good job for making this meal mom and dad". When usually it is dad that does the most cooking and he should be thanked first! Ha. I am getting better, I promise. Your favorite meal is steak and a baked potatoes with 'toppin's'. After you finish your food, we usually find you back in the kitchen gnawing on the left over steak like a chew bone! You are your father's son!

I never want to forget the way, you stop and say "hey guys, we forgot to pray" as we are eating. (And then you pray for us as a family.) That means so much to me, as your father is not a believer. It is difficult for me to initiate prayer, but easy for you. You are a precious soul and a gateway for you father into the kingdom.

In the past month you got diagnosed with ADHD. It is a diagnosis but not something that is going to stop us from living life the way we intend to, to the fullest. You are our boy and we love everything about you. The way you want to try new things. The way you love with every ounce of your being. The way you are curious and intrigued about new things. We will continue to embrace those traits in you.

I never want to forget the moments we spend together when you ask me to lay with you for a minute when you are going to bed. It truly is a special time for me. To wrap my mind and heart around it is impossible, my heart can't hold the amount of love I have for you. For me to slow down and just lay there, at the request of my son. It is MY pleasure babe, my pleasure.

I love the way you call me, "sugar bear momma". Sometimes you even call me "sugar momma" and I cant help but laugh. You tell me you "love me with everything". Your love is deep little man, and it shows.  My love for you is deep and I hope that you know that, forever and ever! No matter what.

You love to dance. You will dance anywhere. Restaurants. Home. It doesn't matter. If you want to dance, baby, you will dance and it is a breath of fresh air. Sometimes it may be embarrassing, but as your parents we need to learn to get over it! Its enduring. Baby, you keep dancing!

I ask you to "tell me something good about yourself" and at first you didn't understand what I was asking (I can't remember what you said, but it was funny). Now you say "I am special because of Jesus. I am tall. I am powerful because of Jesus. I am smart. I can draw. Each time I ask you tell me something good about yourself. I love having that moment to reinforce that you are who you are because of Jesus! You are special because of Him, not mom and dad!

Landen Kyne, you are a star. You are a child of God. Special and dearly loved. You have many talents. Your daddy and mommy love you so much and are your biggest fans. You remember who's you are and you will never fail because He will uphold you!

Now I am going to get off this computer and go "fish" with you!

Love you to the moon and back son,
You mom!
Miranda