Much to his happiness, and much to my dismay, my little boy is eight today!!! Little Man could barely sleep last night. It was like Christmas or the first day of school. He was so excited to finally be eight. He was up at 7:00 am this morning (which is early for him) and bounded in our room singing "Happy Birthday" to himself and asking to open presents.
And now, ladies and gentlemen, indulge me as I take a stroll back down memory lane and let's take a gander at how my baby has become a (little) man...
15 minutes old. Papa, with Little Man and Queen Bee
1 year old. Love the chocolate smear on his face and nipples.
2 years old
3 years old
4 years old
5 years old
6 years old
7 years old
8 YEARS OLD!!!
The good news, is that after this birthday, I will not have to worry about what he's going to be for Halloween. He now has the Indiana Jones fedora, the bullwhip, a T-shirt, plastic gun and holster, messenger bag, trading cards, the 3-disc DVD set. George Lucas is loving him - thanks for the royalties!