My Collin has a birthday today. It's one of those milestone birthdays that ends in a "0."
Don't let the chubby-cheeked, happy grin here fool you. He was a tremendously ornery, colicky baby.
Fortunately, he outgrew it for the most part.There's something about being a mom looking back on kid pictures. You remember that there were hard times, but the passage of the years smoothes that out and softens things a little bit around the edges.
This boy has always liked things to be fair, and takes to heart the "liberty and justice for all" part of the pledge of allegiance. He based his career on it. His dad and I are incredibly proud of him, the choices he's made, and the way he has chosen to live his life.
It's also amazingly satisfying when you get to be my age, to stand back and watch your children parent their own kids. Each one has their own style of course, but when you see them sort of trend the same way your tried to raise them, it makes you feel like maybe you did a few things right when you brought them up.
Happy birthday to my Collin! If it makes you feel any better, you don't technically reach that milestone age until somewhere between 8:30 & 9:00 tonight, so enjoy that last little bit of frivolous youth, Sweetie! Love you!