Hard to believe it's been 2 years already since this tiny little guy came into the world! We were so happy to finally meet you and hold you in our arms (and I was so happy to finally leave the hospital after 6 weeks!).
No one was more excited to meet you than big brother! (Though he was a little disappointed you couldn't play cars together quite yet.)
You were the easiest, happiest, most lovable baby ever (seriously).
Did I mention cute too? Those huge blue eyes and lashes any woman would pay serious money for...
Never got in any trouble...
And always having a good time...
Then 16 months hit. Hard. Tantrums became common place...
And a meal isn't complete without 3/4 of it covering the kitchen walls and floor (giving me a new found love for our Golden Retriever aka the clean up committee).
But amidst all the attempts to drive mommy batty, your goofy personality shines through and makes us laugh every day!
You love your wawas...and when they disappear in a couple weeks, please know it was daddy, not me, that hid them from you. (Mommy would never do something so cruel.) ;)
It's times like these that keep me from fearing the "terrible twos". (After all, the way I see it, it started at 16 months so I only have a few months left!) Through it all, you've captured our hearts and made our family bond stronger than ever.
And so, Brogan Tice, always know we love you and pray that you will never lose your zeal for life, that you will be a man of great integrity who goes hard after God, that you will be a leader rather than a follower and that you will be blessed with a son that is as amazing to you as you are to us.
