For the past few weeks Hunter and I have been reading "The Secret Series" books. We're on book two which happens to feature a little creature called a homunculus. The heroine of the story, Cass, made her own little rag doll version out of old clothes and tennis shoe tongues which inspired Hunter to come up with a version all his own. Sunday afternoon I was presented with this:
And then the request: "Make it, Mommy."
So I did.
He reminds me of a cross between a blue meanie and Plankton from Spongebob but the boy is happy.
Which always means that I am happy. :)
Today Hunter turned 8 years old. In all that time we've been apart for a sum total of less than one week and it seems like yesterday that he was born. It goes by so fast. I know everyone says that but they say it because it is TRUE.
Hunter, I love you with all of my heart. I am so lucky God chose me for your momma. Happy Birthday my beautiful, sweet, funny, charming, nutball of a son. I love you infinity of infinities.
Always, Momma