Because 15 years ago this happened
and that sweet little baby is still sweet, but not so little anymore ,
....and he wants french toast today before leaving for early morning seminary.
....and I love that, in spite of me being the annoying parent, he will occasionally make my day and stand still for a picture with me. I love that he has a grown up sense of humor and makes me laugh when I least expect it. I love that he is a big brother and go-to guy when I truly need it. I love that he has taken to singing and enjoys making music with voice and guitar. I love that he is 4.0smartasallgetout and I have no idea how to help him with his homework.
Happy Birthday, Connley. I love you.
where in the world have the past 15 years gone?