Today my big boy is eight years old! I can’t believe how fast time goes. It seems like just yesterday I was holding him in my arms as a tiny infant. Spike, as some of my Florida friends call him,(he had super spiky hair when he was little) is growing up on me.
He used to play with blocks and now he is riding a mongoose bike and getting ready for his first basketball game. He used to have me read short baby books to him; now he reads books like James and the Giant Peach. He loved Barney; now it is Hannah Montana…shhh don’t tell him I told you.
In 5 years from now, he will be a teenager, and that scares the bejeebers out of me. It isn’t right that they grow up; I already have so many wonderful memories it is hard to believe there are years and years of more to come. I only hope he always knows just how much I love him and how proud of him I am every single day. Happy Birthday Gabriel, my baby boy (yes you will always be my baby boy no matter how old you are). You are the light of my life, and I am so very thankful for God choosing to give you to me! I love you, buddy!
Toni Patton
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