
Dear Nathan,
Today, sweet boy, you are three years old! My, how time has flown since you were born.

When you were born on September 13, 2005, God made me an Aunt for the first time, and as a friend told me, you "opened my heart up to a new kind of love." I was in Portland, OR while you were making your grand entrance in Texas, and when I met you at six weeks old...well, honestly -- I wasn't that impressed. All you did was poop and cry! But greater still, I felt my heart open to you, a deep love for you overtook my heart.

We've spent much of your 3 years separated from one another. I was in Oregon or Texas, you were in Bolivia. But I love that you are getting to grow up in a foreign country, serving God with your mama, daddy, and brother, and learning so many things that will form you as you grow older.

Besides, when we do get together, we make the most of it! " 'Om on, let's do! " was your cry to me when you wanted to play. You were 2 years old, and you turned "do" into "Do Do" (read: Dough Dough). I thought you were calling me a Do Do bird, but I let that go, and have loved hearing your sweet voice say your unique name for me. We play at the park, build towers, play soccer, go swimming, and so much more!

You have such a kind heart. When Auntie Do Do took you to see Wall-e, you got scared. As I carried you out to the car, I apologized for the scary movie...you hugged my neck and said, "Isss ok Do Do." The tears welled in my eyes as I held you close. I would've given you anything you wanted right then.

I have never met such a brave, tender-hearted, crazy, goofy kid like you. You have captured my heart in the deepest of ways. I am so proud of you, and am incredibly thankful for you.

I love you sweet Nathan, hugs and zurberts to you on your big day!!
Auntie Do Do