Eight...


Eight years ago today he came into this world with the music of Elton John playing.
I remember like it was yesterday.
I even remember feeling part of his body flop against my hand through the curtain.
Not a traditional birth memory I guess, but that was our first meeting.
and it was beautiful.

I never could imagine how eight years later, this little boy young man can be so charming, polite, handsome, thoughtful, incredible and smart. He makes me want to be a better person every day.

He loves pizza and Beyblades and hates shoelaces.
He always sees the bright side of things, even when it's hard for me to do so.
He loves his cats, and especially loves when Bingo chews on his hair at night.
He still wants to be a "lobster catcher" when he grows up.
He loves to tell people about his dreams - I find them fascinating.

Sometimes I still think he deserves so much better than what I can offer him - but he makes me feel like he could never live without me.  Even though we cannot afford family vacations to Disney and we may not see each other as much as we probably should, he still appreciates everything he has and enjoys life.

I am looking forward to our 8th year of adventure together.
Happy birthday to my beautiful boy.

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