Dear Nub,

Today you are eight years old. Eight. And I am not at all prepared for that. I swear it was just last week that your Daddy and I brought you home from the hospital…I still don’t know what they were thinking to give you to a couple of newbs like us. It took us twenty minutes just to buckle you into your car seat. Thankfully, they didn’t see that or they may not have let you leave with us!

You have been such a joy to us. Always. You were such a good baby, so happy and loving. And curious about everything around you. You ate well and slept well and, aside from the New Year’s Day Incident(which scared about twelve years off my life!) you were just the world’s most perfect child. Even the toddler years weren’t too bad. Except maybe when you were four. You were a handful then. But you also had a baby brother to boss around and you sure did love that!

Now? You have two little brothers who quite simply adore you. You are pretty patient with them. Except when you’re not. You are quiet, funny, silly, adventurous, curious, loving and so kind it melts my heart. You have grown into such an amazing young man. Daddy and I are so very proud of you. And so very blessed to have been given the gift of you, eight glorious years ago today.

We love you, Nub. Happy Birthday! We look forward to sharing many, many more with you.

All our love,
Mama, Daddy, Dub and Bub.


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