My baby boy is 8 today. I can’t believe it, yet looking at him it must be true. We spent a few minutes this morning looking through old pictures and videos taken the first few months of his life. He is every bit as funny and good-natured now as he was then. And still in such a hurry to keep up with his siblings.
We spent this first day of his 8th year with his good buddy, eating pizza and ice cream cake, bouncing like crazy on inflatable fun houses, and they are finishing out the day right now with StarWars and potato chips.
Happy Birthday sweet boy.