"The Baby" came home June 2005 and changed my life forever.
Before I knew it a year flew by.
Two and cool with his Big Simple Chocolate Cupcake.
Three and already a little man.
In his first racing shirt at four.
Six and sassy. lol
Seven and simply a goof ball.
An amazing, kind, considerate, generous, goof ball that I couldn’t imagine my life without.
At the end of the day he spontaneously said to me, "Mommy, thank you so much for a great birthday."
I nearly cried then and I’m holding back a tear now.
Happy Birthday Ryan.