Monday, April 8, 2013

eight.


he requested blueberry pancakes.



Eight. Years. Old.

I am such a lucky mama to have spent eight years with this little guy.

He was born with lashes that reached out to his nose.

In his first few months we'd walk and walk and walk around our little neighborhood.

Well.....I walked, and pushed. And he loved it.

Big blue eyes and chubby cheeks. 

Happy and content. Always.

Taught me how to

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