I know it's late. My computer died, then he enjoyed his birthday so much that he got sick. So we've been busy. It's amazing how fast time has just flown by. I look down at him and still see in him my little baby. He's not though. He's a big boy now. Waaaaa! He's just a sweetheart. He's very loving and affectionate. He loves to color and build. He doesn't understand gender stereotypes so he's just as likely to be carrying around a doll as he is a truck. Or in his case an animal. He want to paint his nails with his sister and play monster trucks with his brother. He can be very opinionated and bossy. He's my little vegetarian. I have trouble getting him to eat any meat at all except breakfast sausage but he'll wolf down a whole bowl of carrots. He's funny and happy and sure of himself. I hope he keeps all those traits as he grows to be a man. Happy birthday little dude!
