Four years ago, I was asleep in my comfy bed in my apartment in Dallas when I got woken up in the middle of the night by a text, and a few hours later I got a another text, but this time with a picture...
Baby Noah had finally arrived, safe and sound! It was early, but I woke my roommate Ashley up and like a proud aunt, showed him off. Boo for living in Texas, while such a cute bundle was adjusting to his new world, far away in Virginia. His parents, two of my best friends, have graciously accepted me in to their family as an aunt to their kiddos, and hearing Noah say, "I love you Aunt Molly!" is one of my favorite sounds in the world!
I'm not sure when, maybe spring break? I finally got to go home and hold this little bundle, and I fell in love right away... especially when he peed on my friend Megan the next day. :)
AND TODAY, THAT CUTE LITTLE BABY BOY IS TURNING 4!
Noah, you are one of my favorite people on the planet. In just 4 years, you have completely captured my heart and shown me things about love that I never knew I was even capable of feeling. You are, no doubt, the funniest little kid I've ever known, and you've been bringing the funny since before you could even talk. A child after my own heart, for sure.
One of my favorite memories is walking in to Target, seeing you walking with your mom way ahead of me, calling out your name, and then watching you run full speed, yelling, "Hey Aunt Molly!!! We're here too! We're here too!"into my arms, to give me a huge hug and kiss. OR toward the end of your, sleeping in people's arms days, you were feeling so sick at Chan's house, and you climbed right up in my arms and fell asleep, completely covering me in drool... I cherished that, because I knew those moments were becoming less and less frequent.
You called me at camp last summer, on a really tiring day, just to tell me that I was beautiful. You grab my face and demand that I, "Be happy aunt molly!" when I'm having a bad day. You give me giant kisses and then yell, "EWW Gross!" because that's our little game. Blowing bubbbles and singing the bubble song with you never gets old. You can beat me in Mario Kart, any day, and thinking about you dancing to the boxing music on the Wii still makes me smile. Your laughter is infectious, and your hugs and kisses can turn any bad day around.
I love you so much, Noah and I'm so sad that I'm so far away, and missing watching you turn into a big, little kid. Everyday, I pray that the Lord would protect you and continue showing you more and more about Himself. I can't wait for the day when I get the phone call to hear that you understand your need for a savior, and that you've asked Jesus in to your heart. I can't wait to see how the Lord uses your easy going, fun loving personality for His kingdom, to love Him and love others.
Thank you for making my life so much better, and for loving me and letting me love you! I miss you and wish that I could be there to celebrate your big day! Happy birthday, Noah!