So, we had a very, very busy couple of weekends. We had a family birthday party on the 17th for Meah, Acel, and their cousin. Acel turned 9, on the 24th. I can't believe he is 9! How did that happen? It seems like yesterday, we brought him home from the hospital, looked at each other, and said, "Now what do we do?"
Since he was a first child and was born 5 weeks early, we were definitely not prepared. Not sure if anybody really ever is, but we definitely weren't. He helped us tremendously by being easy. He was a great sleeper and was a wonderful baby! Now he's 9, it makes me so sad, but I'm so proud of him. He is a very kind, considerate, and compassionate boy.
We can't seem to catch a break from all the craziness. Lots of busy weekends ahead for us!
