Today is my 1st graders birthday. He is 8 years old, funny, smart and so very helpful. When we walk in the house, he can hardly get his own coat off for trying to help me get out of mine. He tries to carry groceries in 3 and 4 bags at a time... we have to stop him. He helps with sorting laundry by laying each item out, flat on the floor, stacking all pants, shirts and socks together very meticulously. He loves cars, trucks, but especially NASCAR! And he loves to dance.
Happy Birthday, Kid!
*When James was about 5 1/2 yrs old we were cuddling and I ask him if he was my baby and he said, "I your blue-eyed prince!" The endearing term stuck.
