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Happy birthday to my little boy.
Today you are 7.
You are busy, kind, a good friend.
I told you to stop growing so fast. You said you'd try, but you didn't think you could. That is okay. I enjoy watching you become the person that you are meant to be.
Posted at 04:16 PM in celebrations, family, mothering | Permalink