Seven

 My little man is still growing up.  He refuses to stop for some reason.

He is funny, bright, and athletic.

He has been such a nice companion, always a great tag-a-long with his older sisters and a great friend to the younger one.  Truly a good big brother.

He loves to be outside.

His birthday wish for this year was a walking stick.  He and his dad have started on it over the weekend, but they plan to add a few more touches to it.

I am grateful I get to be his Mama.

Walk softly, and carry a big stick!