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My little boy. He turned six yesterday.
He is so grown up. I can still remember how teeny and scrawny he was when I brought him home from the hospital. He was born June 30th, 2004 at 1:37pm, and he was 6lbs 4oz and 19 1/4 inches long. It was such a special thing, his birth, because he was born on my father’s birthday and my dad passed away in 1982. My grandmother was there. She had always wanted to see a baby coming into the world, so I wanted her there when my first son was born.
We named him Patrick James, after my father Patrick James Stevens.
He is such a sweet and loving person. He is sensitive and kind and so very smart.
I’m proud to be his momma.
He loves all things Batman right now- so that is what he got.
We bought him a Batman playset, and all the various bad guys and accessories that go along with it. Willow has been coveting his Robin. We had to go out and buy her a Robin of her own so he could play with his.
Cooper’s first time at the beach.
We went to the beach on a little lake near my house for his birthday. All of his friends came with us. It was super fun. The kids and I are going to try and make it there every week. It was the perfect beach for little kids!
Even the grown ups had fun. Linda dug a hole…
For some reason Cooper thought it was BUCKETS OF FUN to sit in the hole.
I don’t know why I don’t have any pictures of Patrick at his birthday beach party.
Major parenting fail.
Happy Birthday Patrick!