Today this sweet baby boy turns 4 years old. I am, I think, still in denial. How could this possibly be true?
I am grateful for Riley, for his crazy silly little self that makes me laugh until I cry, and for his sweet and tender spirit that loves to snuggle and “writes letters” to his friend Harlow and tells his auntie that he misses her and wants to sleep over.
Happy birthday, little buster (even though you’re not that little anymore)! Auntie Beana and Uncle Drew love you tons!!