Happy Birthday to my baby, Sweet Jackson.
Truth be told, he isn't quite the baby anymore . . . he pretty much wants to do most things on his own and his own way; but when he wakes in the morning, and it's just us two, I love hearing the words, "Momma, I want you to hold me." So we snuggle for a bit each morning before we get up to greet the day. :) I'm hoping he won't grow out of the habit of needing his momma to hold him anytime soon.
