Four years ago, at this exact moment I was lying on a table in an operating room delivering my sweet baby, Hayden, via c-section. As I kissed him goodnight for the 1,461st time a couple of hours ago, I stood there staring at this little person who can make me cry, make me laugh, make me smile or drive me mad* like nobody else. He has the EXACT same personality as I do, and if you know me at all, then you know that means that he and I butt heads. A LOT. He is curious, lovable, stubborn, determined and passionate. He's my little stinky man and I just adore him!

Since his birthday fell on Memorial Day and lots of his friends would be spending time with their own families, we decided to have his big friend birthday party last Saturday, the 22nd.
We had a bug party, complete with buggy cupcakes
Swinging with friends in Grandma's back yard
Kelsey, Erin and Sara Sousa grubbing on carrots, celery, apples, and grapes
All set for our bug hunt!
Crashed on the way home
Just had to throw in a picture of my little munch! (Short for munchkin)
Check out this face. I actually got this picture about two seconds after he saw his brand new shiny bike, so it was even MORE excited than this!



Happy birthday, Hayden! I love you bunches!
Trying it out at the park
*Yes, I realize I am totally cheesy, stealing lyrics from Kenny Chesney...you'll just have to deal.
1 comments:
do you really count how many times you have kissed him or did you make up that number?
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