7!?! I can hardly believe it. I actually spend a good chunck of the day reminscing about his birth day, how aour sweet boy made me a Mom, made us parents. Other than eating CONSTANTLY in the beginning, he was such an easy baby. Calm, passive, content, smart (if I do so say myself). There was no lack of joy he brought me. When I get upset at him now, I try to think back to him being that little first born boy of ours and how I never yelled at him unitl Carter came along (oh Carter we love you).
He has adapted to so much over the past 7 years, and is still such a sweet boy. Now that he is in grade two, I wish I could bottle up everything about him. He is acting all grown up and can express so much, I can have a real conversation with him.
I pray he uses his brain for something wonderful, that he can use his perfectionism for greatness. That he stays sweet and grows into a wonderful gentleman.
Peyton we love you and thank you for making me a Mom!