Twelve times around the sun. Twelve years of exploring, learning, and developing into this creature I see before my eyes. My little Thoreau. He may have outgrown riding on my shoulders and cuddling in my lap, but he will never outgrow my heart. I've learned more about myself through him - more than he will ever know. My heart is full of love for this kid, bursting at the seams in fact. This mamma is one lucky gal to call this kid "my son".