8 is GREAT.

All I can say is the years fly by! It seems like just yesterday I was waking Rebecca in the twilight to take her to the hospital for the birth of our son - Alexander - and now in the blink of an eye he is 8 years old. I decided to go through some of our digital pictures and picked out some of my favorites throughout the years. The one thing that stands out the most as I looked at these is the constant smile on his face!

Alex,

Happy Birthday son. You are very special to me and as I sit here typing this I can't help but reflect on the memories we have created during the past 8 years of your life. I remember the day I found out you were growing inside of your Mamma's belly and the nights spent talking to you and feeling you kick against my hand even though Mamma was trying to sleep! The day you were born you amazed us all when you rolled yourself over on the delivery room table - I knew right then an there you were all Boy! It has been 8 years since that day and you continue to amaze me as I watch you grow. I have great memories of time spent together as father and son, time spent sitting on the side of a stream fishing, on the rock wall hunting deer, sitting around the fire camping or in the back yard; time spent playing board games at the kitchen table, building Lego creations, playing baseball in the back yard, or just cuddling under a warm tee-tee they have all been precious to me. I am proud of the kind young man you have grown to be and although I wish you could be my "little boy" forever I look forward to watching you grow into a man and the loads of new memories we will create in the coming years. For now I pray that you will enjoy your childhood and especially the upcoming year, Happy Birthday Son - I Love You!

Daddy