My youngest child is now 11 years old. Wow.
Long ago were the days of changing diapers, giving baths, breathing in the sweet smell of a baby. Picking out outfits, holding hands, packing diaper bags, baby giggles.
My days are different now, and have been for a while. But they are still filled with laughter, some fighting, lots of questions, and me watching in awe as they grow so fast.
We celebrated a few different times this year, so he had his fill of eating out and got some nice gifts.
I love watching you grow, mature, and slowly turn into the person you are meant to be. Right now you want to be a Police Officer, and that is something I can totally see you doing. I am proud of you and Love you very much!!
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