How have eight years have passed since the day you were born... My sweet Noah turned 8 years old on Sunday. We celebrated in high fashion. Church with Granny + family, Chilis for lunch (Noah's choice) with the whole crew, Chuck E Cheese to play some games, Target to spend some birthday money, McDonalds for dinner (once again, Noah's choice), and a birthday cake at home to end a fantastic birthday day.
If you know my Noah, you know how awesome he is. He's a first born because he is driven and strives to please Matt & I. He is more smart than I was at this age. He loves to be a big brother and I would be lost without his help. He loves Jesus. He laughs til he almost pees his pants on a regular basis. His daddy is his hero. I could go on and on and on about the incredible young man God blessed me with. I can't believe how time flies by, and how quickly my "baby" is growing up. I am so proud of him!!
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