He's FOUR!

Happy birthday, Luke. Four years ago today, you were "cut" out of my tummy, as you like to say. You love hearing the story of how you came into this world and you find it fascinating that you were actually in my stomach for all those months.


I'll tell you the story of your birth over and over, sweet boy. As many times as you'd like to hear it, I'll tell it to you. I hope you always want to hear it. You seem to always have a different question for me about that day and that helps me to remember.

I love you, Luke-duke!
Happy birthday.