Until now, I never...
Had an 8-Year-Old Son

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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!