Oh, two year old boy...
with your cute chubby cheeks,
and big brown eyes.
You smile is contagious,
but your scream is outrageous...
I love the way you sing at the top of your lungs,
and how you give the biggest of hugs...
You make me so tired I just wanna cry,
but without you I know I would surely die.
I know in the end God will use your strong will,
but for now you just might wanna chill.
This is an Ode to my 3rd born child... A more dilightful soul I may not have met, but He can strike terror into the hearts of his family... He knows every word to every song He has heard. He smiles and laughs at the simplest things, but screams bloody murder if something doesn't go his way. I'm not really sure what to do with him. He has no fear and doesn't care about discipline. He was named after Caleb in the bible. Caleb was a warrior for God who had no fear and stood firm on the promises of God. I can only hope and pray that my Caleb will one day live up to that legacy... C.R.G. May you be a WARRIOR for the LORD!!!
You make me CRAZY, and HAPPY, and I LOVE YOU!!!