I cannot believe that it was 8 years ago already that you came into the world. I will never forget your first cry, or squeezing your cute little rolls for the first time, or watching your sister fall in love with you in the fraction of a second it took.
You have such a good heart always wanting to help people and are the gentlest little guy when mommy is not feeling good or had a bad day. But you have this mischievous streak that comes complete with the "I-might-have-just-stolen-a-cookie-from-the-cookie-jar" smile and "I-have-no-idea-what-you-are-talking-about-even-though-I-am-guilty" cackle to go with it.
You love to ride bike in the cul-de-sac, play with action figures, read books that are too big for you really, and sleep in. You hate taking showers and talking on the phone. You are playing baseball and loving every moment of it...you're so intense on the field...and you swing your bat, dig your toe and then hold the bat out in front of you like you are stepping onto Tropicana field and not just a tiny Little League field.
Today we will celebrate with your friends and those pictures will come later. But Friday we celebrated as a family. You are much loved kiddo!
Pics below from Friday - dinner at Outback with Papaw and Lolly and then gifts and drumsticks at home (cake is for the party!).
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