Alden Walker,
Today, you are three years old. Three. Years. Old. I can't even believe it. In some ways, it feels like you've always been with us, and I just can't remember life without you in it. In other ways, it has gone so fast and I feel like you were my wee little babe not very long ago.
Alden, you keep us on our toes. You argue everything, even when you intend to agree with us (like, you say you don't want something even though you do...it has to be your idea) . You are stubborn just like your mom and dad, and you want to do everything by yourself.
You are always on the move - jumping, running, climbing, exploring. You are curious and you have no fear, which can be a dangerous combination. I can't believe we haven't visited the emergency room more than we have. Other than that, you also love cars, trucks, planes, trains, and really anything that "goes." You also love to collect rocks wherever you find them.
As much as you love to move, you also love to snuggle. Every day, you cuddle up with me on the couch or ask to lay in bed with Daddy and me and just bundle up under the covers, chatting. You give the very best hugs of anyone I have ever hugged. You always have, ever since you were teeny. You wrap your arms around and hug so tight - like you really mean it. It's one of my favorite things.
You are quite the comedian, always making us laugh. And you
know you're funny. Sometimes you and I sit together and you just giggle and giggle, which is contagious and makes me giggle too. The other night, you got the giggles in bed and you spread them to Leland; the two of you laughed and laughed for an hour about literally nothing. I couldn't even be mad that you weren't sleeping because it was so stinking cute. You also make silly faces or come up with your own little jokes and I can't help but crack up.
You weigh 33 lbs and measure about 37 inches tall. You wear mostly 3T clothes, though some are a bit big on you.
You are such a picky eater lately. You just want to eat snacks, and even though we don't allow you to snack all day, you still refuse half of your dinner most nights. You could live on fruit, pretzels, and cheerios (and treats) if we would let you.
We are working on potty training. You pretty much have the peeing part down, but you refuse to poop in the toilet, so you usually ask for a diaper. You
hate socks. You fight me every day when it's time to put them on and you almost always take them off in the car on the way to daycare.
Favorite things these days are: any kind of vehicle (but you especially love construction vehicles), flashlights, collecting rocks, telling us no, playing outside, climbing everything that looks climbable, chasing the cat, and making people laugh. You also absolutely adore your big brother. You two argue and fight (a lot), but there is so much love there too,and you really are best buds. You have an unmistakably strong bond that I hope continues throughout your lives.
Alden, you are not an easy kiddo these days, but no matter how much you make us crazy, you bring us so much joy. I can't imagine our family without you and I can't wait to see you become a big brother in just a few weeks. Sweet boy, we adore you more than words could ever express. May you always know how much you are loved and cherished.
I love you to the moon and back.
Love, Mom