how did you go from cute to annoying so fast
Sometimes when I look at my son, and I mean really look at him, I can’t help but tear up. There’s my little baby looking up at me or playing with his cars or munching on some fruit or taking his nap. He’s going to grow into such an amazing person one day, but right now he’s gathering all the tools he needs to get there. I look at him and can’t help but think; who am I to be blessed with this precious and beautiful little soul. I look at him and see the perfect arrangement of stars in his eyes and life in his face. That’s my boy. That’s my baby.
Ahh yes! I almost forgot! Thanks for reminding me! I most definitely will! & it was indeed a happy birthday ((: