One day I became a first time mom as this little guy entered my life, but before I knew it . . .
he had turned into a toddler.
Then I blinked and he had become a preschooler
and before I could catch up with time, my Mac was turning ten years old.
10, double digits, a decade, ten years old.
Words can not accurately describe how much I love this kid. One minute he's driving me crazy and I'm not sure how I'm supposed to raise this kid, let alone get along with him and the next he's got his arms wrapped around my waist telling me he loves me. I love his crazy passion, his drive, his motivation to the be the best. I love his white/blonde hair, his blue eyes and his freckled nose. I love the way his eyelashes curl perfectly, his sense of humor and that he has Nate's feet. He's such a complex, competitive, awesome kid!
Happy birthday McCade Nathan. I'll always be your biggest fan!
