Two more fingers and then we're counting toes.

February 3, 2004

Eight years ago tonight, my life changed forever. My little boy is entering the tail end of his first decade of life. Though he's been through a lot in his short life and still has several obstacles ahead of him, through it all he's always bounced back to try even harder to overcome any challenge thrown his way. He's always got a hug and a smile for everyone he meets, and he has a laugh that lights up his entire face.

Eight years ago I never thought the best part of each and every day of my life would be hearing the words, "I love you, Mom."

Happy Birthday, Kiddo. You are my favorite person in the entire world, and more precious to me than I'll ever be able to say.

( Eight more pictures under here, one for every year. )