Better Late Than Never

8 years ago (and 10 days) this little guy came into our lives.  It is hard to remember the time when Xavier was only 9lbs 6oz.  The time slips away so fast.

He was the serious one, always watching.  His smiles were few and far between.  He was especially concerned when his sister came around.

When those smiles did happen, they were enough to melt your heart.  Happy, smiling, chubby baby.  What could be better?

The blond curls do me in!  The End.

The bigger he got, the sillier he got.  It probably doesn't help that he runs from the heart and will do anything anyone asks, especially his big sister.

Again with the curls!  Gulp!  The smile!  I could eat him up!

Then he started getting more grown up.  He asked for a mohawk.  Then he wanted a red mohawk.  As a side note, I'm pretty sure the bird was in love.

And then he had wheels of his.  He was almost unstoppable.  He must have been saving the smiles when he was a baby.  There is hardly a day that goes by that this boy does not smile.

  Sometimes he can hardly contain himself.  Asking him to be a serious ninja is almost too much for him to bear.  Asking Xavier not to smile is like taking away the caffeine from a nursing student, it just doesn't work!

8 years later we have a silly, smiling boy.  He has all the potential in the world.  He loves science.  He can barely contain himself, especially if he knows the answer to your question.  He is growing by leaps and bounds.  One of his favorite gifts was a watch, and it seems to add 10 years to him.  I am proud of who he is and who he will become.  This is one amazing kid.

 Happy birthday, Xavier!