Oh, so special!
God gave you to us.
It's no wonder that we love you so!
Eight years old! You are growing up to be a little gentleman like your older brothers. I love it when you want to hold the door for a lady, especially if it's me. Your stories are hilarious, especially when you pull a big word out of your vocabulary, which happens often in day-to-day life. You are enjoying school this year, but would still much rather sneak off and invent something or put your train tracks together in your room.
I love you, Dom!
Love,
Mom
Brothers ~
You and Annika are becoming fast friends ~
Mmmm ~ finally, dessert!
Root beer floats are the best ~
even if a birthday is in the middle of the winter!
