When he was two, he could dress himself. He loved to say "I can do it myself!" Shrugging off his mommy's offer to, well, MATCH.
When he turned 18, he decided an LDS mission wasn't for him. And, that's okay...But, he couldn't get out of dodge fast enough. He wanted to grow up, be a man and prove to everyone that "He could do it himself!"
This is the first birthday I have ever spent without him. He left last year on March 8th. It makes me sad as a mama that my babies are growing up and moving away. I must say that I am not particularly fond of this part of my life. The letting go moments are coming far too often these days. I just hope my children realize, as they leave home, how much their mama has loved them.
Happy Birthday, TJ