Happy birthday, Little Man

 It was a tough pregnancy and labor before we were blessed 

to hold you in our arms.

 You seemed to wear a concerned look on your face for awhile.

Daddy and I could understand...you did enter a crazy household.

 There's that worried look again.

 Your first camping trip was when you were 2 1/2 months old.  

We haven't been camping since...not because of you, though. You were great.

 You fit right in.  

 You were Mommy's Little Man...

 and our little Dapper Dan Man.

 The sweet tooth began with cake on your 1st birthday and hasn't left since.

 You liked walks in your stroller.

 And you became Daddy's buddy.

 You had to be in physical therapy and didn't walk until you were 18 months.

And then you ran.

 Daddy and I have always had a soft spot in our hearts for you.

 You love to notice everything.

 And you love to make us laugh by being silly.

 You still tend to wear a concerned look on your face, although you hold your own

against your siblings.

Happy 3rd birthday, Caleb James!

You are a sweet blessing to our lives 

and

WE LOVE YOU

SO MUCH!