Dear Caleb Boy,
I can't believe you are 8! I still remember your birth like it was yesterday. I was so scared, and nervous, and excited, and anxious...all wrapped up in one! You took forever to make your appearance, but I remember the first time those sweet little eyes looked up at me. All of the stress from the day melted away, and the reality of I am a mom! set in. You made me a momma!
I am so proud of the little man you are becoming. You are a kind, compassionate, quirky guy who loves God,
Star Wars (perhaps it would be better described as an obsession!),
and your family.
You're still quite a hugger, which I love, and you promise me that you will never be too old to give me a hug and a kiss goodbye! I'm gonna hold you to it!
Our life isn't easy at times and I don't pretend that Abby's frequent hospitalizations aren't hard on you. But you handle it so well, Buddy. And to say you adore your sister is an understatement! I love watching you with her. The two of you have such a special bond.
I love you, Caleb. You're my favorite little boy! Happy birthday!