August 21, 2010 · 2 comments

Oh, my little Matthew (or not so little any more I suppose), my first born, my little man.  The Shoo. IMG_8308.JPG

You are so smart and have such an amazing memory and thought processes; you love to read and you love your alone time almost as much as you love playing with your younger brother.  You get frustrated when you can’t do something (you are SO much like me). You talk constantly and have no filters – you say what you think and feel and couldn’t keep a secret to save your life (your GramBo and I are so envious of your ability to say anything – you’ll understand as you get older).

You are still in love with your Elly, though I see you leaving her behind more and more often and it’s just one more thing to prove that you’re growing up too fast.

You go in spurts, where you are perfectly helpful and polite and happy and then switch to to frustrated and angry and what I would call a brat.  You fight against having a schedule but you need one more than anything.  Left alone, you can’t make decisions or second guess your decisions constantly. Sometimes I forget that you’re still little and that you need us to guide you all the time, not just sometimes. And you know how to push my buttons more than any other person I’ve ever known. 🙂


You are compassionate, sweet, loving, intelligent, funny, protective and amazing.  You’re not my sweet, chubby baby anymore; you’re all legs and elbows, but every once in a while you give me a hug that takes my breath away.

I love you to the moon and back. Happy Birthday, sweet boy.


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Kyla August 22, 2010 at 1:59 pm

Happy birthday to him!! My firstborn is my button pusher, too. Sometimes I think it is because we have similar temperaments.


flutter August 22, 2010 at 4:56 pm

he is precious


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