Eleven
I say it every year-I can't believe how much you have grown, I can't believe how much you have changed, where did my baby go? This year is no different; you have grown up in ways that I cannot begin to explain nor to fathom.
If someone had told me eleven years ago that I would have a son who was sweet-natured, humorous, sensitive, smart and a complete joy to be around, I would have smiled through my sleep-deprived stupor and said "I hope so". As it turns out, you are so much more than all those things, in fact; I could not have possibly thought to hope for everything that you are.
Happy birthday Man-Cub, we love you from the top of your unruly head of hair down to the dirt under your toenails and, while I'm on that subject; actually using soap in the shower wouldn't kill you.
Just kidding.
Awww... Happy birthday to the Man Cub! You are on proud Mama! Sounds like you should be!
ReplyDeleteWas an amazing picture of him....hope Josh has a great birthday. BTW...I love his name. :)
ReplyDeleteManCub and I share a birthday!? Happy Birthday Dude!
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