C2 Turns 7.

Seven Years ago today my second son was born.

C2.

I don't even know where to start when I talk about my boy and how much I love him. I don't think I have enough time in the day or space on my blog when it comes to writing about how much my kids mean to me.

C2, well he is different. Different in so many ways. 

When you look at C2, he is a mirror image of his mother. The dark skin, the dark hair and eyes.

Hard to believe that he is Seven today. Seven.  I can remember when all he did was play with Thomas the Trains and now its all about Legos.

I can remember when he loved to watch The Wiggles and now he knows exactly what day and time Survivor and The Amazing Race comes on.

I can still see in my mind this awesome little baby that had just a little bit of hair.

Now I have a big boy that has so much hair it makes me jealous.

Love my C2

Now he is as long as the tub itself

Still asks for Mommy time at 7 years old

A phone in his hand. Imagine that.

Still have to sneak a pic of him to get a good one

He doesn't like his picture taken, see what I mean

Who is this kid with the short hair?

That's more like it. Now I smile,

Now I don't.

This boy is a sweat machine. I can see if from here.

Loves to be outside

See those teeth?  Now they are falling out.

Or being pulled out.

My C2.

I love this boy.

Happy 7th Birthday to you.

Kiss The Baby