The (Sick) Birthday Boy
Our middle child and oldest son.
Our question-asker and happy-go lucky boy.
The gentleman and ambassador for our family.
His brother’s super hero and his sisters constant target.
His mama’s sweet sweet boy, his fathers handy helper.
Grandpa's shadow and mini-me.
He’s never met a stranger and makes and keeps friends easily.
He wants to know it all and is sure he already has the answers.
Our “weather man” who can spot a tow truck 4 blocks away.
He has the biggest heart, and we love him to the moon and back.
Happy 9th Birthday my precious precious boy.
We are so sorry you have the flu and we can’t do all the typical birthday traditions—but look how much you are loved!
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