Not long ago, my curly-locked hair little boy ran around with deep brown eyes and touched my heart each time he looked up at me.
And then I blinked, and before I knew it, this little boy turned into a strapping young man with a heart as pure as gold, and my core still flutters every time I gaze up at him.
Happy Birthday, son. I love you.
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I just want to thank Mandy for making me a hero in her garden. I was deeply touch and wanted to share my appreciation by adding her link on my sidebar. Click the picture below to view her blog. . .
Reflections From the Heart 
Happy birthday to Daniel. He looked much like you at that age.