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Happy Birthday Luke!


Happy Birthday to my sweet Lukie-bear! Our tough little cuddle-bug is 3 years old today!

For birthdays, we always decorate the house with crepe paper, and a floor full of balloons. So simple, but they love it. On Saturday we are going to have a small family party, that I have not thought/planned out yet... oops!

I cannot wait to give him is new bike later on today! He is going to love it! I made the mistake of telling Anthony to keep it a surprise. Let's just say he did not. At all. In fact, I was inspired to give him a middle name. Which he thinks is hilarious and is oddly proud of.

Say hello to Anthony "Spoiler" Johnson (wearing one Mommy-sock and one Daddy-sock)

HAHA! I think Luke will still be surprised and excited though. 

I cannot believe he is already 3. Of course I keep thinking back to the afternoon I went into labor with him. My poor friend, Leeta, saw me yelling in pain before heading to the hospital. I was so embarrassed. I tried to have a natural med-free birth and was the typical woman screaming for the epidural once I hit transition (I'll point out that with my next child's delivery I accomplished my goal of a med-free birth. So if at first you don't succeed, try try again!). An hour after I got the epi, our sweet boy was born. 6lbs 15oz, at 9:59pm on Palm Sunday. Right on his due date. And he was hungry. Really hungry. He is still hungry actually. hahaha.

Happy Birthday to a little boy with such a sweet, giving spirit. My silly little bear.









                                     

Thankful to have had 3 years with this little guy, and am praying for many many many more!



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  1. We are so blessed to have Lukie in our lives:) Here's to many, many more Lukie Bear birthdays to come to such a sweet bear. We love our family! Saturday was so special and such a breath of fresh air. Thanks for sharing these awesome pics. Happy Easter.

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