Friday, June 29, 2012

Seven!

Dear Baby,

Today you are SEVEN!  And notsomuch a baby anymore, although I am allowed to call you that, because you will always be MY baby.



You came into our lives those seven years ago as a huge somewhat of a shock.  And you know what?  You kinda haven't stopped shocking us since.

 

With your mischief; with your big brown saucer eyes; with your wisdom and street smarts (WELL beyond your years); with your sharp tongue and wit; with your messiness; with your fierce opinions; with your need for instant gratification; with your impulsiveness; with your major league athleticism in that little boy body; with your fear of nothing (except thunderstorms and Daddy's wrath); with your YOU-NESS.  You are the Baby, our Baby, and you are so loved.

(And yes, there are some days that Momma loves you, but she doesn't like you.)


Seven is a big-boy age.  Seven is when you are going to stop sucking your thumb, right?

(We'll work on it.)


Here's to Seven, my little Mini-Me!



I'll like you forever,
I'll love you for always,
As long as I'm living
My Baby you'll be.



2 comments:

Cheryl Lage said...

DARLING homage to your darling "Baby!" Happy Birthday to him, and kudos to you...LOVE the tongues out image!

Heather said...

I love that book, Sarah. My baby is growing up, too, so I can relate. The thing is - not only do I still think of my baby as a baby, I also think of myself as a mom with really little kids. And...that's not really the case anymore. Wish we could freeze time.

Hope he had a great 7th birthday!
Heather

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