Another birthday today!
We have tons of cake.
Come over, have a slice or two.
This is the one I feel like was just born.
Well, he and Little Bear.
To be cliche- time just does fly and when you have little ones,
the time going by is like life on fast forward before your eyes.
This is Toots as a newborn.
Oh, I want to kiss those little newborn lips again and breath deep of that newborn smell.
Here are his brothers welcoming him to our still under construction home.
Flying high at ten months in this one.
One of the very best ages I think.
He has started walking here as is evidenced by that lovely gash on his nose.
But, I just love his eyes.
At three, he is a scarecrow for Halloween.
My sister made this costume.
This is the age I feel like he should be.
But, he isn't.
He is twice that.
And still just as cute.
This is my big, tough guy who can tackle boys Luke's age and hit a ball to the outfield.
But, he is also the one who will knock you down with a hug because he just has so much love to give.