Today is Couper’s third birthday! I cannot believe that my son is three already. Time ticks away much too fast. We are going to have a blast and celebrate all day long! I want to kick it off by blogging a quick trip down memory lane…

You were born 5 weeks early and spent the first 8 days of your life in the hospital. It was scary for Momma and Da-O, but thousands of people were praying for you and God healed you!

Before we knew it, you were home and HAPPY! We cuddled a LOT!

I had a blast hanging out with you (and I still do!) I’ll never forget holding you, listening to you coo and make all those fun baby noises. Your head was kind of a funny shape because they delivered you with suction. I still can’t believe how TINY you were!

You immediately LOVED all of your grandparents. Here you are with “Shug.” You stuck your tongue out for about 22 hours each day.

This is the first time you ever made the sad face. I’ll never forget it. You could stick that lip WAAAAAYYYY out!

I apologize for letting your Momma dress you up like a chicken. You were cute, but you are the furthest thing from a chicken I’ve ever seen. I can’t ever remember meeting such a courageous little boy! Always remember this: Overalls are a sin.

I took you to your first Baseball game as soon as possible. You clapped and giggled the entire game. It was a BLAST! We’ve got many many more games to go to together!

You learned this from me. Shhhhhh…don’t tell Momma. I have a lot more bad stuff to teach you.

Here is another shot from a baseball game we went to with Uncle Ty. You are the cutest stinking kid in the WORLD.

This is from our first trip to the circus. It was a BLAST…but honestly, I think Momma had more fun that you and I put together.

For a while, you got kind of chunky because you kept eating massive amounts of pork. Hilarious!

I love you buddy! Happy third birthday!!!