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Four Years of FUN with Tyler!!





My baby bear is not a baby anymore. It's hard to believe that we just finished celebrating Tyler's 4th year of life. What a BLESSING my loveable little guy is!! This year has been bursting with wonderful new memories with Tyler. The terrible twos and trying threes are long gone and the fun fours are making their debut at the Mullins' house!

One of my favorite attributes that Tyler is really developing this year is the gift of encouragement. He is so good at encouraging confidence in his friends and speaking words of life to everyone around him. Tyler's teacher sings his praises every week. She loves the fact that Tyler has so much joy about everything in life. My little guy has been through a lot this past year, so to see the joy that exudes from his sweet heart is priceless to me!

Blake and I are praying that Tyler's joy would never be stolen and that God would protect his heart, soul and mind. Tyler's middle name is Evan which means God is good. I have come to realize that God is good all the time in Tyler's life, even though the circumstances that he faces may not make sense. I am learning to trust His goodness in Tyler's life and that all things will work together for His good and to bring glory to His name through Tyler. I have faith that God has a plan to prosper Tyler and not to harm him and that He will direct our paths in parenting my baby bear.

Happy Birthday Tyler. You are a prize far greater than I could have ever imagined. God had used your sweet life to shine light in the dark places and I know that He has mighty things in store for you as you walk this journey called life! I LOVE YOU PRECIOUS BOY with all of my heart!

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Andi Hawkins said…
Tyler I love you too. I could just squeeze and hug you all day!!!! Happy birthday sweet boy. It has been a joy knwoing you!

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