Eto

Seven years ago, while most of the world was out frantically shopping on Black Friday, I was sitting in a quiet hospital room holding the greatest gift. A gift that couldn't be bought in any of those overcrowded stores.

I was holding my perfect little boy.

I was holding my Ethan.

How do you celebrate seven years? How do you let your child know how much you love him and how grateful you are that he is yours?

Well, actually, for our seven year old it was pretty easy this year. We slipped away from the after Thanksgiving bustle at our house for a quiet lunch buffet at Pizza Pie Cafe. It was just the 3 of us, Mom, Dad and the man of honor, Ethan. He loved the attention and chattered the whole time. And he almost broke his record of eating 8 pieces of pizza.

Almost.

He could not wait to open his presents. He just couldn't. So, he ripped into them in the early afternoon. And then we quickly headed off to Walmart because that birthday money was already burning a hole in his pocket. We returned with a big Lego set, a ninjago, mini figures and 2 bionicles. These kept him and his siblings busy for the rest of the day.

I am so thankful for this one.
He is such a good boy. He is happy and friendly and easy going. He is so smart and does so well in school. He loves to play board games and read big huge chapter books. He loves to play baseball, soccer and football with anyone who is willing to play with him. He is a good friend and is well liked.
He is my son, my thanksgiving treat, my little turkey.




He is a sweet one, that's for sure.
Sweeter than any pie Thanksgiving could ever offer.

Happy Birthday Eto!
I love the stuffing out of you!