To the Nines

 My little man hit the final year of single digits yesterday.  In some ways, it seems like he was born last week. In other ways, I can't remember life before him.  While I'm certainly starting to miss the younger days of my "Peanut", I couldn't be more proud of the person he is growing into.  He's so smart, has the brightest outlook on life, and I makes grown adults laugh out loud on a daily basis.  If the first 9 years are any indication, I can't wait to see what the next 9 have in store...

On a positive and related note, while Ev has grown into a big 'ol nasty 9 year-old, at least I still have my sweet, little 6 year-old girl....