Happy Birthday to my one and only son, Elijah. Today he is nine and . . .
He is ridiculously smart.
Thoughtful and wise beyond his years.
Funny and stinky.
Sweet and sensitive.
I love his guts.
Wow, that was almost haiku.
Happy Birthday my little baller.
I love it when you are playing or watching sports and say "You be the peanut butter and I'll be THE JAM!"
May all your dreams come true.