This child is now 8.
Don't ask me how that happened.
Growing so fast, so smart, so endearing.
The son of my heart.
He was born with a birthmark on his forehead. I'll be honest, I didn't like it. I had seen kids with birthmarks like that and been really distracted by the presence of it. I didn't want people thinking "Oh he'd be so cute if he didn't have that birthmark." No one said it. Someone told me it would fade in two years. It hasn't faded. I stopped noticing it. About a year or two ago, Bo asked me about it. I think someone at school had made a comment about it. I told him that Goody had one also, but it only showed up when she was angry or cried. I don't think I made a big deal about it one way or another. Bo got really sunburned last week with the family here, I mean like REALLY sunburned, and you couldn't see the birthmark. He came downstairs saying "Oh No Mama! I think my birthmark is faded!!!" I looked, but could still see it. I told him it was still there and he said "Oh good. That's my second most special thing that I like about myself."
As amazed and thrilled as I was at this, I had to know what the first most special thing about himself was. His answer: "Spirit"
Spirit is his stuffed horse that he got for his 2nd Christmas.
Love this kid.