Happy 3rd Birthday Bubba!

3 years and 4 days ago, we got a phone that a baby had been born. Not just any baby, but our girls' biological sibling and would we foster him. I wish I could say the answer was immediately yes but it wasn't.

The girls were already freed for adoption and we were looking forward to a break from fostering for a bit. We were also still grieving the loss of Caleb, our baby who was born at 20 weeks and died just a few months earlier. Could we give this baby all that he needed while dealing with our grief and also jump back into all that foster care entails?

To be honest, we didn't know but we said yes anyways. And, at 4 days old, he entered our lives and cemented his place in our hearts and souls.

How has 3 years gone by so fast? He is no longer a baby who curls up into our arms, although he still tries on occasion. He is a toddler/ almost preschooler who walks, runs, climbs, talks, talks back, tantrums, and who loves and annoys his big sisters.

Happy Birthday Bubba!