Our boy, Andre, turns eight today.
I’m not sure where those years have gone.
I know he’s not human (don’t tell him, though!
;)), but as I’ve said before, Andre is very much
a part of our family.
He’s been with us for all but the first year of our marriage…and we’ve been through a lot together. International moves, additions, losses, tough times, and lots of happy times.
He’s been a constant in the midst of so many years of change for us.
Today I teared up a little when I said to Tobin, “You know, when Andre was seven, I felt safe.
Now he’s eight…and I don’t.”
I know it’s just another day and that my happy, energetic, dancing boy is the same as always…and today, I choose to celebrate him. He’s wonderful, and we love him so, so much.
Happy birthday to our sweet boy. We wish you many more years of exuberance and butt wiggling!
Thank you for the blessing
you are in our lives.
😀 We love you!
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