jack turns seven

dear jack,

seven. really? why'd you do it? you never even asked. if you had, i would have said, "absolutely not! no way! you have to be kidding! are you really asking? you're insane!" however, once again, no one asked me...and you turned another year older. i'm beginning to think you enjoy seeing me in pain. i do not like knowing you're growing up. it makes me sick. it gives me anxiety. i just want to keep you little.

i can't believe it's been seven years since that first morning i met you. you stole my heart from that very moment. you've had it ever since.

you like to act like you're a teenager. you like to talk like one at times too. but, you're still a momma's boy. you still run and give me a hug after school...in front of you friends! gasp! we have to our bedtime routine which is my favorite. we tell each other how much we love them. you can make it go on forever....you make it hard to leave your room, stinker.

i have absolutely loved every second with you. watching you grow and discovering the world all over again through your eyes.

you are the funniest guy ever. it's not just something i say. you truly are hilarious. thank you, jack, for always putting a smile on my face. you'll always be mommy's little buddy.

i hope you had the best day ever.

i love you, jack.

love, mommy