3 years old!

 

Our son is now three,

 

now how can that be?



 

 

 

For he merely just arrived,

 

a 9.5 pound, perfect surprise!

 

His baby face made us cry with delight,

 

It was love at first sight.

 

A big, little boy, with the sweetest of grins,

 

how has three years passed since we first met him?

 

Now he's tall and he's strong,

 

with a mind to explore,

 

and he's kind and he's funny,

 

and you need to know more.

 

 

Our Michael-bear, our hero, our wildcard, our prince,

 

Little brother, big brother, three years of bliss.

 

Another blessed year, dear Lord, please do give,

 

to our son, and his cheek will you kiss?

Right now I swear, he's so easy to please,

 

He's got mama, and daddy, and siblings right here.

A Batman, a fire truck, some sugar - he's at ease!

 

Oh dear Michael,
Just like the superheroes that you love,
 

We want you to fly, to know and to see,

the good things of God, and how much you can be.

 

 

So happy birthday to you, dear first son of ours,

we imagine your life ahead, as you reach for the stars!