January 16th

Despite the crying, the spills, the tantrums, the yelling, the middle-of-the-night I need a drinks, the time-outs, the begging, the diapers, the sippies, the messy rooms, the naughty words, the piles of laundry, the dirty faces, the "I wants" and the "No's", the toy throwing, the couch jumping, and the nose wiping...I love every minute of this.

Thank you Zachary Tate for making me a Mommy.  You are the constant sunshine in my sometimes darkened days.  I love you more than I ever thought possible, and watching you grow and learn every single day is pure joy.