Andrew is seven today.
Yesterday he was only six.
Then he went to bed, (so excited) and woke up a whole year older.
Why does it seem so easy, but hurts my heart and racks my brain?
How do the years go so fast?
Just yesterday he was my sweet little baby, born with a full head of hair and dark sparkly eyes and a chronic case of colic that I can honestly look back fondly on. It was us against his stomach and we came out champions.
A new bike.
And a few other things…most especially a Lock Box to keep all his hard earned money safe…something he’s been reminding me he wanted all year long. (And boy, is that kid good at savings. He almost always decides to save instead of spend.)
He wanted chocolate cake with chocolate frosting with blue “trim” he called it. I get pretty nervous with cake requests…I am NOT a good cake frosting-er. As you can see.
Hope you had a great day Andrew.
We love you.