Little man

Four years ago today it was raining like hell. We spent the day running errands with Neve, going out to lunch and hitting Babies R' Us one last time before my scheduled c-section the next morning. Ironically we thought we had everything in order. When Todd and I decided to sneak out alone for a drive later that evening, we soon realized that the nausea and back pain I'd had since St. Patrick's Day was labor.   Three short (or not so short) hours later, true to form, Eamon arrived, on his own terms.

He's been surprising us,

charming us,

and keeping us entertained ever since.

Happy 4th Birthday to our sweet,

lovable,

caring,

sensitive,

happy,

funny, 

and handsome little man.

I am grateful every day for the love and light you bring to our lives.

Have a great day!

Erin