
Not sure how eight years have gone by already. I thought I'd feel that certain sadness that comes with another year passing and seeing your babies grow up in the blink of an eye. But I don't feel that so much today. I think it's because of how he is as a big brother. He's the best. Plays FBI with the little brother, reads books and dances with the toddler sister, and holds the tiny infant sister like a pro. And as you can see in the photo, he's proud of it all.
He's a pretty remarkable son too. A heart so big, it makes
me swell with pride. We're proud to be his parents. Clay, you've made the past eight years pretty special. Love, love, love you. Happy 8th Birthday!