My boy is nine.
Nine years of happy.
Nine years of energy.
Nine years of blondie blue eyed bliss.
Nine years of someone teaching me how to be an optimist.
Nine years of someone looking, searching and praying for fun.
Fun rubs off on you.
Nine years is a lot of ups and downs.
A lot of lessons for a mom to learn.
A lot of hugs and kisses to give and receive.
I am one lucky person: you are mine.
Happy birthday, beautiful son.
(I would pick you every time.)
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
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4 comments:
you both are very lucky to have each other!! i'm sure he'd pick you for a mom every time too!!
xo and smiles~ jill
nalettejm@yahoo.com
love...love...love your beautiful words and photos! and love the cupcakes too!
xo
monica
I've always thought he looked like lots of fun. And those cupcakes are awesome. What a fun mom! What a lucky boy!
aloha, lovely britt. i'm so loving getting to know these little ones. 9! sweet!! mine goes that way in 2 weeks. look at those cupcakes, you crazy lady. i really, really need to pick up one of your pieces as an example - creating beauty in the midst of it all! each one feels so different from the rest, it's moving. i think of you a bit, every day. xo, maya
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