We first became aware of your story when I cleaned out that bathroom closet and found the unused pregnancy test, which I couldn't bear to throw away without using. Then, instead of the negative result I KNEW was coming, it was positive.
Some months later we made a crazy 10 minute trip through a major snow storm, and by the time we got to the second floor of the hospital, you were pretty much here.
Today you're eight!
You, who are the best friend to each of your siblings.
You, who begins each day and ends each night with these words, "You know what, Mommy? You know what, Daddy?" I LOVE you!"
You, who rarely, rarely complain.
You, who gave serious thought to inviting your teacher to your sleepover party, but decided against it since not everyone would be able to sleep next to her and someone would be sad.
You, who made our family complete.
Uncle Baby or Kid or whatever nickname you've given yourself these days: you know what?
We LOVE you!!!!!