Gibson holding his sister, Magnolia June.
Here's the link to the post I wrote after he arrived.
And here's what he looked like that day.
It was such a beautiful birth with his mama and his daddy and his aunties. Lily did such a great job and Jason was cool as a cucumber and his hands were the ones to catch him, to hand him to his mother. And we were all filled with the love and the joy that babies bring with them, intact and complete, full and perfect.
He has grown so much in four years. Obviously. But what a joy it's been watching this little man cub with his husky old blues man voice, his sturdy body, his snuggly ways, growing from baby to boy. I've never met a child quite as eager to fit his body into yours for a cuddle.
He has been our jolly little man for four years.
And oh, how we love him.
Happy birthday, my darling Gibson! I can't remember a time before you were here.
You wild, sweet, precious boy.
See you in a few hours.