Newborn Silas
14 months old
4 years old
8 years old!!
Silas, you are growing into quite the young man! Still all-boy, you love to wrestle with your brother. Suddenly you love school, it could have something to do with your new teacher, Miss Daniels. You love ALL things mechanical, you love to build with your Legos and K'nex, and you dare your brother to knock it down when you're done. When, not "if", he knocks it down or tears it up, you unleash a fury and a battle ensues. Your dad and I desperately try to teach you to solve conflicts in a more "loving" fashion, but you are still not hearing us! Your sense of humor is so wonderful, you are like a little miniature of your dad. You are quick witted and funny, and can easily get him on "made you look"! I just have to laugh and remind your dad that he only hisself to blame.
You are our firstborn, the one who made us parents, a role we thought we would never have. When the nurse placed you in our arms when you were just a couple of hours old, we cried tears of joy! What a blessing you are to us! I wanted to remind you of the poem your dad wrote to you when we first found out about you. You were due in 5 weeks, and your birth mom chose us to be your parents. We just couldn't believe it. That day, these are the words he wrote:
Silas James
You're our Miracle from Heaven above
a blessing from God, a gift of love.
You're our son, our answered prayer,
in our home you'll find loving care.
Silas James, you're one of a kind,
you're the piece of the puzzle we could not find.
By God's mercy, by his amazing grace,
you're a part of this family, you've found your place!
14 months old
4 years old
8 years old!!
Silas, you are growing into quite the young man! Still all-boy, you love to wrestle with your brother. Suddenly you love school, it could have something to do with your new teacher, Miss Daniels. You love ALL things mechanical, you love to build with your Legos and K'nex, and you dare your brother to knock it down when you're done. When, not "if", he knocks it down or tears it up, you unleash a fury and a battle ensues. Your dad and I desperately try to teach you to solve conflicts in a more "loving" fashion, but you are still not hearing us! Your sense of humor is so wonderful, you are like a little miniature of your dad. You are quick witted and funny, and can easily get him on "made you look"! I just have to laugh and remind your dad that he only hisself to blame.
You are our firstborn, the one who made us parents, a role we thought we would never have. When the nurse placed you in our arms when you were just a couple of hours old, we cried tears of joy! What a blessing you are to us! I wanted to remind you of the poem your dad wrote to you when we first found out about you. You were due in 5 weeks, and your birth mom chose us to be your parents. We just couldn't believe it. That day, these are the words he wrote:
Silas James
You're our Miracle from Heaven above
a blessing from God, a gift of love.
You're our son, our answered prayer,
in our home you'll find loving care.
Silas James, you're one of a kind,
you're the piece of the puzzle we could not find.
By God's mercy, by his amazing grace,
you're a part of this family, you've found your place!