Those eyes. I'm a goner, it's over, I'm done. From day one, I'm lost every time he gives me that look. A soundtrack
starts playing and I'm flashing to the first time he tells me he's in love, asks for my car keys, graduations...I know this is how it works, his job is to grow and mine is to watch. But I had no idea this went in fast forward.
Happy Birthday to my favorite 5 year old boy who currently wants nothing more than to be a Pawpaw and have a 'mustache under his nose'. Who thinks life is mainly about fishing and skateboarding with chocolate chip cookies mixed in. Who loves laughing until his belly button hurts. Sigh. I love you.