Childhood is the most beautiful of all life’s seasons. ~Author Unknown
I must have blinked. That is the only explanation I can come up with. Just yesterday you were a pudgy little baby with dimples in your thighs.
You were a bundle of gummy smiles.
You were busy and curious and full of mischief.
But like I said, I must have blinked, because today is your 8th birthday. You are now a beanpole, and your smiles are no longer gummy. But you are still busy and curious and full of mischief.
You are wild and crazy and goofy, and a very special little boy. You are growing into such a handsome young man, but you’re still my baby. My slime. My snails. My sweet little puppy dog tails.
Happy 8th Birthday, William. I sure do love you…