Twelve years ago today, October 17th, I gave birth to one whopper of a baby boy. Almost 9 pounds of pure sweetness. My little angel who slept through the night almost immediately, ate like a trucker, and always had a smile on his sweet chubby face entered this world at 12:06pm after a fairly easy childbirth for Mama (thank you!).
Evan still cuddles with me at night, ask me to scratch his head, and loves it when I read to him. We snuggle up under a blanket and get "comfy cozy". That's what we say every time we snuggle up. "Mom, lemme get a blanket so we can get comfy cozy". He still needs me to cut his fingernails, and butter his toast, and make double knots in his soccer cleats. I'm going to be sad when he doesn't need me for any of those things, so I'm holding on as long as I can.
Happy Birthday my sweet baby boy!
I love you to the moon and back again.
I took today off as a vacation day. So what have you been doing all day on your day off Lisa you ask??? Well let me tell you. I was up at the crack of dawn preparing cause tomorrow we are having a big family party. I have been in the kitchen all day cooking up a storm. Two casseroles are done, as well as some spooky deviled eggs...
And 2 dozen Halloween cupcakes......
There is so much more to do but Evan has soccer practice so that forces me to take a break (thank you again!) and get a few minutes to regroup my thoughts and my next plan of action for round two. After practice it's back to the kitchen with me.