Nicholas turned three on Thursday.
I got my first taste of how birthdays are maybe just a little bit kinda stressful as a mom.
But as Kent took Nicholas upstairs to go to bed that night,
Nicholas told him that he had
"The best birthday ever."
And as I tucked him into bed he smiled at me and said,
"I'm so glad you're my mommy."
So yeah, totally worth it.
And I'm glad to have you too, Nicholas.
Happy three years old.