Happy Birthday Ruger.
Nine years ago today, I brought this darling little bundle of joy into the world!
Ruger is my baby and my baby is nine!
Gosh, so hard to believe that when he came home with me from the hospital he was surrounded by three older siblings who were babies themselves.
Rodney my oldest, had just turned six.
Riley my second born, had just turned five.
And my daughter, no kidding, had just turned two.
I am here.
I am not the same.
I am forever changed.
And wouldn't change a thing!
I love you Ruger,