The month isn't over yet!

Okay so I haven't done my artsy fartsy photo for the month of March yet, but I have been thinking about it. Of course spring break was the perfect time to get out with my camera and look for something, but I've been busy spending time with Matthew. In my book that's more important and more special than looking for art for the sake of filling a spot and a promise on a blog no one reads anyway.

So today's post has me teary eyed because my baby keeps proving to me that he's not a baby anymore, but also has me beaming with pride because he's growing up into such an awesome little boy. As much as I hate to think about the baby long since passed, I find myself looking forward to seeing the amazing young man he will become. It seems like only yesterday that we were learning that after years of trying, we were going to have a baby of our own. We brought him home from the hospital nearly five years ago and we must have looked like deer in headlights (or every other parent leaving the maternity ward). We didn't have a clue what we were doing or what we were in for, but it didn't matter; our prayers had finally been answered.

Over the course of the last four and a half years we learned that there may not be a parenting handbook, but grandparents are great for answering those late night questions and calming concerns. We have relished in the fact that God blessed us with a healthy baby boy with a disposition like his father's and a sense of humor like his mother's. Matthew is always happy and spends a lot of his time playing in the dirt, with bugs, fighting (in a good way) with his Dad and singing nonsense songs for all to enjoy.

I could go on forever about how fabulous my child is, but the real reason for today's post is the pride he has bestowed on me by becoming a soda stand entrapeneur at the age of 4. This afternoon, as I cleaned the kitchen, Matthew came in from outside and asked if he could set up a lemonade stand. While I don't the idea was his, it has been him, and only him, out hollering at anyone and everyone driving up and down the street, "Coke for sale...25 cents." I thought it would take longer to set up the lemonade stand than it would for him to stay out there trying to sell drinks, but he has proven me wrong. He has hocked soda's to the neighbors and continues to try to reel in those passing motorists and has been doing so for more than an hour. He has even told his dad that we need to go around town trying to sell the drinks. I think we may have created a monster, or maybe we have created the next Donald Trump (please don't have the hair), or the next Mark Zuckerberg or the next...Matthew Del Toro, millionaire. I am so proud of you son!!