So, this morning, the way I got Kyle out of bed was to remind him that he would get a birthday pencil at school and WHOOSH! He was up and gone. He made him breakfast, got dressed, brushed his teeth. It was like my baby is now a little man. :(
I was a little sad that he does not "need" me anymore. My little man is so independant. He is compassionate and considerate. I must be doing something right.
Sunday is his birthday and he has a baseball game.
Last week, for the first time ever, he struck out all three times at bat.
Here is to praying for at least one hit, if not all 3. :)
I love you Bubba and am proud to be your momma!!!
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