Saturday, August 22, 2009


When he was a baby, I had the hardest time getting a picture of him in-focus. He was so soft and radiant, the camera couldn't read him properly.


Now that he's 8, his lines have become a little more angular. But he's still pretty radiant.


When he was little, he was constantly frustrated because he couldn't do everything immediately. Like walk and talk and ride his bike like the big kids. Or stay awake all day.

Out like a light

Okay. He still has a little trouble with that.


When he was younger, his brother was his best friend, and they did everything together.

Brothers at Newfound Gap

They still do.


When he was 7, he was my baby.

Junebug's Birthday Party 023

Now that's he's 8?


What, are you kidding me? He's still my baby. Always and always and every day.

Happy Birthday, Junebug

Happy Birthday, Junebug. Mama loves you.