Sam turned 7 this weekend. It's hard to believe how fast time has gone by. Marc and I were talking this weekend and I realized I don't remember most of his baby/toddler years. How sad is that? Somewhere along the line he learned to walk, talk, cut his first tooth... but looking back, I don't remember when most of that happened.
When Alex was born our life revolved around her every minute. Then Sam came and we had a baby and a 3-year-old demaning our every ounce of attention. That's not to say that you don't love the second one as much as the first. That's untrue, but now you have a completely chaotic life!
So now my baby is 7. He's far from a baby. He's got buddies, his own taste in music, girlfriends (too cute), and for God's sake... he's got a cell phone! At least he still plays with action figures.
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Are those 7 years olds doing Karoke in yor living room? Too funny!
Oh, and don't worry. We've not "recorded" the last year of Dean's life because apparently no one in our house can remember to buy tape for the camcorder. We'll have to fake it.
video tape are you really suppose to record your child every month?? I remembered I had a camcorder when Morgan was 5 months old and I think the last thing on the tape right now is her 1st birthday.
Happy Birthday Alex I remember when you were born. I think it was around the time Anju was having a bridal shower.
You bought the drums! HOW FUN.
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