Eight Is Great

Yesterday was M's eight birthday and I just can't believe it.  I know that everyone says this but truly time is going by way too fast!  I cannot tell you how blessed Hubby and I are to have him as our son.  He keeps all of us laughing.  M is such a witty boy.  He is also such a caring brother; he always wants his big sister and little brother to be happy.  M always tries his best to make them laugh all through dinner.  (Hubby's note: No one, and I mean no one, can make L laugh the way M does.)

Here are some thoughts from M on his big day:

What would you like for dinner: Take-out from Moe's (Southwest Grill)

Dessert: Root-beer Floats (bless his heart! I did not have to do a thing for M's B-day dinner.  Win-win!)

What is your favorite color: Brown (Who knew? Not this Mom!)

What is your favorite sports team: Orleans Firebirds

What is the best thing about being eight:  "Today feels like Christmas.  I am starting all over.  It feels great!"

*So today when M got off the bus I asked if I could take some birthday photos of him and he said sure.  Then I asked if he would change into a "church shirt" and he said no way.  Since it was his birthday and not mine I said I was ok with it.  But it was not until I started this post that I realized that M is wearing the same shirt in his last "feature".  See, if I was from the South I would never have let that happen!  I promise to do better ladies!*