Happy Birfday Ryan

That's how he used to say birthday - "birfday".

Sigh. I miss those days when it was so cute when they would mispronounce words.

My little guy, my middle child, has turned seven.

They say that mom's don't have a favorite child, but we all know they do. And Ryan is mine.

I knew that night you came into my life seven years ago, and watching you sleep under the jaundice lights, that you were something special.

And I was right.

Happy Birfday Ryan!

Photo by Stephanie Warner