Five years ago today, we were welcoming our third Musketeer into the world.
He has had us grinning ear to ear ever since.
Our guy is confident, sure, brave and strong. He is smart as a whip and an old soul. He is a warrior and a prince, wildly charming and fiercely loving.
He is a gift beyond measure.
Today he is five. FIVE!
Five joy-filled, laughter-soaked, crazy, wild, edge-of-your-seat years with a little boy that grips the heart of everyone he meets.
He woke up to lights and bunting and squeals of celebration, monkey muffins (banana chocolate chip), and the earnest love of his four greatest admirers.
His brothers have been planning something super special for him for weeks. They're giving him a whole bunch of duct tape, and they told him that today we'll go from dumpster to dumpster and store to store gathering boxes to make "the biggest, bestest birthday box fort EVER!"
He was duly impressed.
Then, we put him in the pantry and held the ceremonial "measuring of the man."
The ruler was brought out, and the official declaration was made, that he'd spent the last year adding three and a quarter inches to his height!…
… and immeasurable blessing to his family.
Happy Birthday to our sweet Ryder!