Today is my baby’s 11th birthday!! And I can’t believe he’s grown up so fast.
Many of you know that I have “my kids” which are also my kidlets – aka the kids that I nanny.
But some of you may not know that I also have my own baby. And today, he turns 11 years old. He doesn’t live with me, but that’s ok – I still love him with all my heart.
I remember the day we brought him home – driving through a horrible snow storm. I was not yet 20 and it was a great day. He was the tiniest little thing, and right away showed the biggest personality – one that transformed into a solid attitude and acting like a drama queen at times. But with me as his mother, who can blame him?
Here he is, the first day we had him at home:
I mean, how can you not just instantly fall in love with this adorableness?!
COME ON!!! Gah my heart is melting.
He grew in our hearts, in personality, and in size. His nickname is now ChubChubs. But he has the most adorable little smile with crooked teeth. It was even suggested that we put braces on him. We didn’t – just in case you were wondering.
Hehe! He has a little snaggle tooth. It’s adorable.
And he’s grown into a sweet little man. Here he is at Christmas, helping me get ready for bed:
And of course, sent to me this morning by my mom. He’s sooooo excited that it’s his birthday:
EEEEEE I just want to smush his cute little face and give him kisses!!!!