The last child I gave birth to was the only labor pain I ever felt.
I gave birth to him drug free.
My baby turned 8 years old yesterday.
He is my 4th born child.
He is the spitting image of his father.
He makes us all laugh.
He is a great dancer.
He is very sensitive.
He is great on hugs, kisses & snuggling.
He loves his dog.
He can't stand mushrooms or sauce.
He wants a cell phone (it will never happen)
He is the only one with green eyes.
He's 7 years younger than my oldest.
He didn't get a party this year.
He passed his math facts test this week.
I caught two toads for him last night.
He named them Beans & Bacon.
Happy Birthday to my 8 year old boy
(I find it difficult to refer to him as booger nose.
3 comments:
Aw, happy birthday! You are such a cool mom, catching toads.
Tell him his favorite baby sitter (Ha Ha) wishes him the very best. I found it hard to call him booger nose too. WOW, eight! I can't get over it. Did you make a marble cake?
Happy Birthday!!!
How is he holding up at school, now that he is eight years old.
My youngest is now, having a difficult time. I guess it was bound to happen, new school, much more homework. He told me he just wants to be good at something!
Yesterday, I had the tearful morning.
LY
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