Happy Birthday to you Bug! Can’t believe you’re 12! I remember the first time I saw you… the nurse wheeled you into my room and brought the cradle over to the bedside. I saw that jet black hair, with blonde highlights, and said those infamous words…. ‘’He’s cute, but where’s my baby? My babies have red hair.”
Since you looked so much like your daddy, I didn’t fuss too much (and I knew there were only 2 other babies in the whole hospital & they were girls, and I knew you were a boy) and was already in love with you. I knew you were mine!
You are such a fun boy. All my friends adore you and call you the ‘All-American Boy’ with those precious freckles. You are a sugar-freak and your sugar intake needs to be strictly controlled. You are quick to laugh. You are a peacekeeper (90% of the time) and a peace breaker (the rest of the time). You love to work with your dad. You love history – civil war history is one of your fav. subjects. You love machines, you love to fix things, you love to build things. You are an incredible artist. You have a beautiful voice and are a talented musician.
You are just such a bug!