Eight years ago today God gave me one of my best-ever gifts in the form of a sweet baby boy. That boy is no longer a baby, but he is still sweet - despite the mischief lurking behind those twinkling eyes! No one can make me laugh quite like Parker, except maybe the daddy he's modeled after. Every time I look at him I feel as if I've been given a glimpse into the boy my favorite man once was, and it makes me love them both all the more. Parker is a boy's boy and one of the toughest kids I know. Everything he does, he does with his whole heart, mind and strength - whether it's chasing a ball down a soccer pitch or plowing through his new favorite book; perfecting his latest dive or memorizing Scripture. Yet he remains a tender, affectionate child who's still not too cool to frequently seek out his mama for a quick hug. He is a blessing in every sense of the word! Happy birthday buddy!
