Happy, happy birthday to my dear boy Caleb. Nine years old! Wow. I can't believe the years go so fast. I still remember how scared I was when I found out you were coming (your brother Josh was only 6 months old), but as soon as I heard your little heartbeat, I fell instantly in love and all doubts and fears were gone. I am so grateful that you gave me the chance to experience the miracle of childbirth, and I have no doubt that God planned for you to come at just the right time. You were such a sweet, happy little boy, and you still have that in you (most of the time). You are an exceptionally bright and curious guy, and I know that you will learn so much in your life. I love that you get so excited when you discover things and how they work, and that you are absolutely convinced of your ability to puzzle it out. I love your determination, and your refusal to give up, even when I beg you to! I love your sense of humor and your memory for a good joke. I love how you watch out for the lonely and afraid. And I love how you still enjoy snuggling up and being held once in a while. But most of all, I love that you are mine.
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