Today at 9:34am The Boy will officially be eleven years old.
He stared out life as a little four pound, two month early, tiny little bundle of joy. He was really sick for the first year and half of life. Really sick as in the hospital several times with RSV and pneumonia. By looking at him today you would never guess this is the way he started out. I'm so glad he has no problems from being born premature or from having been so sick.
As we celebrated his birthday this weekend. It was a time to reflect on all his accomplishments this last year. He started playing sports, and band. Both he insisted he could not do. Ha. He made a liar out of himself. He needs a big push in the self-esteem field and his band director gave him one when she asked him to be in honor band. Tonight we will be eating at a restaurant of his choosing.
Sounds like he had a great year! Happy birthday!
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