It’s my oldest son’s 15th birthday!
Happy Birthday, buddy, I love you!
Here’s a trip down memory lane, in no particular order.
WAAAAAAAAH! I was not finished having this boy as a small child.
Poor, poor me! My babies keep growing up. I want to go back!
When I am done raising my children and they have all moved out and left me, I know what I want to do. I want more children.
10 more……. like this one.
I love you!