Exactly one year ago today you decided to enter this crazy world. In August ...
instead of October. You crazy kid you.
My love for you grows each and every day.
And speaking of growing ... you sure can eat.
I think you get that from your Aunt Tiff.
|Photos courtesy of my sister ... who was the lucky one who got to clean up this mess.|
Happy Birthday to the cutest, silliest, smartest, bravest little one year old boy I know. That's you, silly!
Oh and since you can't read yet, I'll go ahead and tell you what Uncle Dan and I got you for your birthday. Uncle Dan got you a tool bench (go figure). And I got you ... uhhhh ... Jack, have you ever heard the story about your Auntie Tiff not being very good at buying gifts for others? I'll tell you that story as soon as you're old enough to understand. Oh yeah, I remember what I got you now. I put some moolah in your college fund. I know, pretty exciting. Just don't forget that if you choose not to go to college, that money goes to Sherman. Choose wisely, child. Choose wisely.
Happy Birthday Jack!
I love you with all my heart.