I neglected to post earlier this week about Davey’s birthday, which was Sunday. He was quite gracious about the fact that we spent his birthday afternoon/evening at the FoMM picnic. We’ll be having his birthday party next weekend.
In some ways, it’s hard to grasp that it’s been 14 years since Davey was born. And yet, I am daily reminded that our eldest son is a young man. I won’t go into detail on those reminders because he’s getting old enough he wouldn’t appreciate that. (/grin) I’m thankful to say that I genuinely like this young man who so resembles my first baby.