Eight years ago today Miles was born. Eight years ago today he was a hairy little yellow 4 pound preemie who had to stay in the NICU for a week before I could take him home. I was slightly afraid of him and, having just adopted Nadine fifteen months earlier, not completely convinced this was real. Fast-forward to today, and now I have a tall skinny funny adorable freckled eight-year boy who I love to pieces. How did that happen? Life is funny, and I’m so proud of this amazing son of mine.
Happy Birthday Miles!