SEVEN

The baby turned SEVEN today!! God help us. It seems that the “baby’s” birthdays are so much harder than the others. Why? They’re all growing up and there is no pausing time. When he hits the double-digits I might have a full blown meltdown.

A BIG Happy Birthday to my Finnegan. This boy has us laughing every. single. day. Last night he was stealing bras from the laundry and running around the house saying, “like my boobies?” Followed by this giggle that melts your heart. You can’t help but just laugh. He’s hilarious, even with a dry sense of humor that only some people get. He’s an absolutely blessing.

Cheers Mr. Finny. I hope SEVEN is SPECTACULAR!!!