EIGHT!

 Pierce Matthew,

You my boy, are now 8 years old.

This last year, like all of your precious years, has flown by. 

And in this last year, you have continued to excel. 

Everyday when you come from school, there is another good behavior report.

You are always pushing yourself, to do better, and try harder.

I would say in this last year, you've come into yourself more.

I see more confidence in all aspects of your life. 

You are still a sensitive, and passionate child. 

And when faced with a passionate son, sometimes your passionate mom isn't sure what to do.

But together, we've figured it out. 

Still the one we refer to as our "shy child." 

But how it warms my heart to see you laughing with your friends at school. 

But isn't that what you've been doing from the beginning?

Warming hearts. 

If I could have custom ordered a son

You are EXACTLY what I would have asked for. 

Pierce, I love you with ALL that I am, and raising you is a JOY.

And remember what I always tell you....

I'll love you forever,

I'll like you for always,

As long as I'm living

My baby you'll be.

I love you,

Momma.