I have three sons, each one unique in his own way.
Charley is my oldest son.
Sometimes I feel sorry for first born children.
As they learn to take their first steps and to talk, you are also learning to be a parent for the first time.
Sometimes you both struggle and fall, but oh what a fun journey it is!
He was our whiz kid. It was normal for him to read, write, spell and have medical conversations with his pediatrician before he was five years old. He wore glasses at the tender age of three. He would fall asleep at night with a book in his hands. He loves computers, science and anything new that challenges him.
How fast time passes by.
From his first smile and wave
he stole our hearts.
he stole our hearts.
He became a big brother less than 2 years later when he welcomed home
his little brother Andrew.
his little brother Andrew.
His first day of Kindergarten.
Later he became a big brother again when our youngest son Davy was born.
He was growing up before our very eyes.
He was growing up before our very eyes.
From kindergarten to college graduation.
They grow up too fast.
They grow up too fast.
He's married now, but he's still my baby.
