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Last week we had the joy of celebrating Andy’s birthday....


Last week we had the joy of celebrating Andy’s birthday. He is now three years old and making the transition to a BIG boy. Our family would not be the same without him.
I remember after our 2nd was born. I (B) was having a hard time adjusting to two children, the activity of a toddler boy, and an increasing work load. We felt like two children was probably our limit. But as we talked we realized that we were making this decision without consulting the Lord in prayer. We said, ‘We’re not talking about this for 2 weeks. We are just going to have focused time in prayer.’ We came together after 2 weeks and found that God had totally changed our hearts! We really wanted another child. About 4 months later we were pregnant and 9 months later Andrew was born during our time in Texas.
He continually surprises us with his wit, candor, and vocabulary. He is a total extrovert often asking if we are going to someone’s house or feeling disappointed if it is 'only’ our family. He is such a character and definitely wants to do things his way! His attitude brings us such frustration, but equal amounts of pure joy and laughter.
Happy Birthday Andrew! We are so glad you are ours.

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