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My sweetest Foster,

I cannot even believe that you are three years old. It seems like just yesterday that you were just over six pounds and so fragile and tiny. I will never forget how scary it was having you at home with us the first night. I thought that we needed to have someone awake watching you all night because of your rough start with breathing. I still lay in your bed next to you and worry about your breathing when you sleep, I guess some things ever change.

You are my very best friend. I could never have imagined the amount of love that you would show me. The age that you are at now is such a loving and joyous age. You will crawl across the couch just to hug my arm and say "I Yuv You, Momma!". It melts my heart every time. I always tell you that I love you and you are my best friend. I often wonder when you will really be able to understand how much I really love you. You refuse to go to bed or let me leave for work without a hug and kiss and saying goodbye to me. I never get tired of this. I would accept 20 goodbye kisses if you wanted to give them to me! The look on your face when you walk in the door from school and you see me home fills my heart with so much happiness. It is the light in your eyes that shows me just how much you love your momma.

You are such a smart boy! The things that you pick up on and learn with ease amaze me. You count and you recognize "F for Foster" and you like to shows the numbers on your fingers. You learn new words every day and there is nothing that you cannot say if you try. Sometimes you will say something that flat out shocks me and I think to myself "Where did he ever learn that?". I cannot wait to continue to watch you learn and discover all that this amazing world has to offer. Sometimes people will ask me what I think you will be when you grow up and the truth is that I have no clue. You are so smart that I think you can be anything that you want to be. I am excited to see where your mind takes you.

You are getting ready to move up to the preschool room at Oxford, I don't know how this happened so quickly. I still call you my baby and I tell you that you are my baby and always will be. You smile and you let me say this without arguing with me. I sometimes scoop you up and hold you like a baby and you just let me. I think that in your heart you know that momma needs it.

Watching you grow and being your mommy has been the greatest gift that I have ever had. I consider you my greatest accomplishment and you make me so proud each and every day.

Always remember... wherever you go my love will find you <3

Momma Moments- Strawberry Pickin'

This is my first time linking up with Momma Moments and I love the idea of this link up. I need to post more "momma moments" on the blog because these moments are so precious and are going by so fast.

Foster LOVES gardening right now. I even got him his own set of garden tools and gardening gloves so that he can help us in the yard. My parents have a lot of land and have put in a garden area where they grow some fruits and veggies. Foster is so intrigued by the garden. 

The past 2 months he has been going in there with his Papa and Grammy and looking at the plants sprout and grow. This past month the strawberries were growing but were still green & white and not ripe. Last week when we went over the berries were ripe for the picking' (pun intended). Foster was so excited and went out there with Grammy and a bucket and he would find the red ones and say "READY!" and then pluck the off and put them in his bucket. They picked a full bucket of them and he was sooooo excited to wash and eat them. Here he is with a "BIG STWAW-BEWWY"!