My baby boy turned eight years old today… and honestly… I’m struggling with it a bit.
Eight is a big number. Half-way to driving… {heavy sigh}
Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy for him. He’s growing up and he’s such an amazingly happy kid. He brings laughter into our lives everyday.
I’m just a bit sad that I can’t cradle him in my arms anymore.
Happy Birthday Sweet Boy!
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