Happy Birthday Sacha!

My first-born is now a 4-year old.

I had a horrific migraine last night, but I really wanted to finish the knit T-Rex hand puppet that I was making for him.  All I had left to do was sew on the eyes.  So I did it, placed it in a little bag, and hung it from his doorknob.

This morning, he ran into my room with a big smile on his face: "It's my birthday today!"

I told him to go look on his door.  He came back with his puppet and gave me a big hug, saying, in a way only a sweet 4-year old boy can, "Thank you for making this for me, Mommy.  I love you SO much!"

I love you, too, Sacha.