Why am I so bad at keeping up with this? I could think of a million excuses, but I won't. I will just pick up and fill in the blanks. So...my baby boy turned 7 in February! I really have to pinch myself to realize that I have a seven year old. We celebrated with a little laser tag action and anything from a galaxy far far away. I am so proud to be this little man's mama.
This was my birthday letter to him...
Dear Cam,
My young jedi you are! I love how you become so passionate about what you enjoy. It makes me giggle inside when you run upstairs to turn your Star Wars music on (rather loud I might add) and play out scenes with your Lego ships and figures. You have an incredible sense of imagination and creativity. I will not be surprised if you grow up to be the next Steven Spielburg. I am so glad you have your daddy's smarts! You rock right on through all your weekly spelling tests and read chapter books in a day. You are alot like your daddy actually, which is a good thing. You are a quiet soul, always have been. You have a very kind heart and it bothers you to see or hear of people hurting. I cherish the few hugs and kisses that I get from you these days. I know you are growing up, but if you could sneak in a few more snuggles for me that would be really great! I am so grateful that you know God and his love for you. You ask me good questions that challenge me...keep them coming. I hope the animals talk in heaven too! I love playing games with you, Uno and Guess Who being my favorites. I don't know if I will ever master chess, probably not. I have mastered making you the best cinnamon raisin french toast ever according to you :)
I love you every inch, Mom
