Five years ago we had a sweet little baby boy at home right now. All the activity had calmed down, and we were alone with our baby boy again. I say “again” since he arrived before any of our attendants did. So when he was born, we had him for several minutes, all to ourselves. Then the hustle and bustle arrived.

It was a great start to the day. He was born sometime before 2am … something like 1:47, we estimate. Isn’t it grand, in today’s modern world we have an “estimated time of arrival” –nothing exact, for our 3rd baby’s birth. πŸ™‚

Asa is a tornado. He’s Tigger (bouncy and loud). He’s Calvin of (calvin and hobbes) but not a 6-year-old yet. He’s a little boy, a growing boy, a baby, a big boy, all rolled into one package. He has so much to learn, he’s learned so much already. He has a love in his heart for many things, and we pray it grows into a great solid love for God as he grows up. He has much maturity to attain, he is just now turning 5, afterall.

He’s the youngest of our born children. He has not been like the baby all the time. He was potty ready before he was 2. When he was 4 he started wetting his pants sometimes (too busy to go to the bathroom) but he’s potty learned. Just too busy and too young to care. He still is sucking his thumb at night, and during the day when he is sitting still usually, for whatever reason. He hears from us, “Put your blanket back on your bed!” a hundred and twenty-eight times a day. He’s carried it around for years, with time off. I’ve taken his “special” blanket and put it up. He couldn’t have it anymore. Then he found another baby blanket that was Russell’s baby comforter, and claimed that as his. That gets taken away, then a toddler blanket that was Russell’s gets found and claimed. So it’s just a cycle. He goes with no blanket and is fine. Then finds something to haul around, and the hauling re-starts. It’s funny, he’s so different from his siblings.

He’s the one true extrovert among the three. He’s the only thumb-sucker, blanket toter. Russell is a sensitive introvert, has never sucked his thumb or claimed anything to snuggle with. Victoria is also an introvert, and never sucked her thumb and doesn’t have a special snuggle thing of any variety. Both the older children had a pacifier at times when they were babies, but had given them up totally before 6 months of age.

Dear Asa, so very extroverted, so very comforted, he was born into this world in the nighttime, and was a content baby, sucking his thumb, sleeping through the night from birth. I did try to wake him up to feed him, I gave up after awhile, it was too much trouble and absolutely didn’t work. He was a natural-sleep-through the nighter. He ate well all day and evening and slept all night. He grew up and did everything early, and was talking in paragraphs when he turned 2.

It’s fun to see your children grow up in the early years, but sad too. Their babyhood slips off piece by piece, and Asa’s is about to shed his baby-self totally. This is his last year of official baby-ish-ness it’s barely clinging on. My baby is growing up! πŸ™‚ … πŸ™

Happy Birthday Asa! May this year bring you closer to your family, and closer in heart to your Father in Heaven, God Almighty.