8 Years.

Last night I was teasing Corbin, like the mean Mommy I am, and I told him that I spent too much money buying supplies for his science party so he wasn't getting any presents. He responded, "Ohhhh Mom! You don't need money to buy me presents- all I want is fifty kisses!"


Could you ask for a sweeter kid?


Corbin is eight years old today. I can hardly believe it.



Was it seriously eight years ago that I spent some 30 hours in labor? Was it really eight years ago that he came into this world and gave everyone their biggest scares of their lives? Was it eight years ago that I found out about unconditional love? Eight years ago that I realized what it felt like to know you would do anything to protect this new little stranger?


It's been an amazing eight years and I can't wait (well I don't want to rush it) to continue to see him grow into an amazing young man.
Love you Corbin! Happy Birthday!