I have so many words floating around in my head and no time to sit down and let them flow out. I doubt there would be much flowing, right now, more like lava erupting from a volcano. Not pretty or coherent.
I want to write more. I will write more about this sweet boy.
He loved the cupcake! As if you can't tell. He was the perfect one year old devouring it. I can't believe he's one.
Now, I'm going to go cry. Or get all three boys to the tennis court for Sage's first lesson. Probably the second option.