This mama is struggling with this because obviously nine is no longer a baby. But, my baby he is. My second and last born.
He’s changed our world these past nine years. He’s teaching us how to be parents in a way his brother never has. He’s funny. Witty. Charming to a fault. He’s always working an angle. Always up to something. He approaches life as one big court room in which he is the lawyer and everyone else is the jury that needs convincing. He’s affectionate and still needs those hugs and kisses.
His personality is so different than mine that sometimes I wonder how he grew in my belly. I struggle to understand him. But then other times, I sit back in amazement at the way God created him. And I realize God has a purpose for this fire cracker that I could never imagine.
So today instead of saying goodbye to a baby boy, I’m saying hello to a future orchestrated and written by our heavenly Father. He loves him more than I do. I trust Him to write a beautiful story for our Car-Man.
Hello to the last year in the single digits.
Hello to pre teen years.
Hello to growing in His faith.
Hello to his contagious love of life and his ability to make us laugh.
Hello to the privilege of seeing his ninth year unfold and being able to guide him as best we can.
Happy Birthday to one of the loves of my life!
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| He requested Walmart Cupcakes. Yuck!
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