Apparently,
when you turn 8 you become way cool.
But, not so cool that you don't give your momma a hug and a kiss in front of your friends...
I'm not going to even pretend. This boy has me wrapped. He has from the first time I held him. I couldn't get enough of him them, and I can't get enough of him now.
He's a momma's boy....
like big time.
Recently, I heard him say, "You mess with my momma, you mess with me."
I hope it never changes...
Happy 8th Birthday crazy boy! I can't wait to celebrate all weekend long.
Choose Love,
