Saturday, July 29, 2006

Happy Birthday, Baby...


It seems almost impossible to believe that eight years have gone by already...

It doesn't seem all that long ago that your father and were I at the hospital, staring into your plastic bassinet.

We were so enthralled by you, and yet somewhat terrified, too. You seemed so small; so very, very small.

At first we just called you "the thing in the box that goes SQUEAK", because we were having a difficult time grasping the enormity of it all.

There was one thing that we were certain of that day, as we gazed down at you. We knew that we could never love anything more.

And we were wrong.
We love you more with each and every day.

Happy Eighth Birthday, Baby....

5 comments:

capello said...

Oh my, he is such a cute. I'm bet he's already breaking hearts.

And he only went "squeak"? Griffin roared. Lucky you.

manda said...

Oh Happy Happy birthday to the absolutely gorgeous birthday boy!! I hope he has a wonderful day.

The Caretaker said...

Happy birthday, you cranky turtle you!

autum said...

I want to kiss that little baby head!!! He was/is precious. Look at those dimples. Happy Birthday to your big boy!!! July is a very good month :)

Ryan said...

Happy Birthday to your son!

Did you ever imagine your capacity to love as deeply? I know I never did. Every day is something new and amazing.

Best to you all,
Ryan