June 11, 2014
The day is finally here! The day that we get to swear to love you and protect you forever. You, Dada, and Mama already knew that day happened when you were placed in our arms, but we had to swear it before a judge so she would grant us legal custody of you. Forever. I mean, I know you will leave me one day for another woman, but I have 17 years before that happens buddy. 🙂 Seventeen years of all the kisses, hugs, and snuggles. I can’t stop kissing you. I know this will embarrass you if you read it in the future, but I can’t. You have the squishiest little face, and the most beautiful lips. Oh man, the best place is your neck and your little chin. You die laughing when I kiss you there. You are so fun to tickle and I always blow raspberries on your tummy during diaper changes.
Oh man, tearing up again. It’s been an emotional week. I absolutely cannot believe how big you have gotten, and how fast you have grown. You will be ONE next month. I wish I could stop it. It’s really not fair or nice of you to grow so fast. I wish I could pause time. Tonight I was feeding you your bottle and snuggling with you, and realized that soon you won’t need me like that. Soon, you will be “too big” or “too old” for your mama to hold you and feed you.
Let’s talk about your day! We slept in a bit, got dressed and then I wanted to get a few pictures of us together. Dada was at work so Elijah took some pictures with my phone. He might make a good little photographer one day! Dada came home from work and got ready then we headed to McAlister’s to eat lunch with your godparents. Mr. Jim, Mrs. Jennifer, Julianna, and Cameron met us for lunch. One day you will truly appreciate having good Christian people in your life. These people stick around for the good and the bad. They will laugh with you, but also cry with you when you need it. The Murrells are that type of family and that is why we picked them to care for you and your brother if anything were to happen to mama or dada. We had a wonderful visit and lunch. You ate chicken from my salad. You are such a good eater, but very impatient. I guess it’s good that you love food as much as the rest of us!
After lunch we headed to the probate judge’s office. We had to wait a while and then we were all allowed to come back to her office. She and the lawyer read all the legal stuff and we swore to take great care of you. Then you were pronounced a Stacy! It was amazing! We love you so much baby Everett! You bring so much joy to everyone you meet. I’m so proud to be called your Mama. God picked us out the most perfect baby boy.