Miles, you are my wisest child, not only because you are my eldest but because you are truly a wise, old soul.

I am so proud of all you are, all you stand for and all you are destined to become.

I couldn’t ask for a sweeter, kinder boy.

Happy Seventh, my sweet child.


Coincidentally, you lost a tooth right before your birthday.  You are now missing SEVEN teeth!


We even celebrated Papa’s birthday (which is only 3 days after Miles’) this year, since we were in Texas!

Miles wanted apple pie, Papa wanted German Chocolate Cake.

Happy Birthday, Dad!

We love you so much and we’re go glad we were there to celebrate you, too!!