11 years ago today, our small town was blanketed in a whole bunch of snow. And this pregnant momma was so ready to hold the baby in her arms instead of walking around pregnant for another day. Little did I know that contractions would kick in by noon on that snowy day, and that by 6:00 that evening, Sarver boy #3 would be in our arms.
Gavin completes our family, and is the perfect combo of sweet and sassy. While he looks up to his big brothers and tries to keep up with their antics (trust me when I say they have many!), he is also perfectly happy entertaining himself with the thousands of Legos in our house. He will build, build, & build some more and yet the main things on any Christmas or birthday list are more Lego sets. He just cannot get enough and would rather be busy creating than doing anything else.
I love seeing his personality continue to grow and make him who he is. Although he looks so much like his older brothers, his personality is definitely taking on a shape all it's own, and I can't wait to see how God continues to mold and grow it into the young man that he will become.
So, happy 11th birthday, G (even though the running joke around here is that you are always 7 yrs. old) We love you so much and can't wait to celebrate you once you get home from your day of school!