It hardly seems possible… yet at the same time, it feels like he’s been an adult for a long time already. The Scout is 21 years old today.
He was born in the pre-dawn hours of July 23rd, weighing in at a whopping nine-and-a-half pounds. The staff in the delivery room passed him around and guessed before weighing him, and they all guessed too low. *I* wasn’t surprised since I’d just spent 15 minutes pushing that baby OUT of my body!
HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY to my baby boy, the SnakeMaster, the Adventurer, the Eagle Scout!
I can’t believe he’s 21. I mean, I know it intellectually, but it’s still hard to process. Our babies are grown up.
Xoxoxoxo and you should be one proud mama. Happy Birthday to the Scout! May the tree not define your 21st year or life, but be a vehicle to bring you good things you may not have found otherwise. Hike on and keep reaching!
Oh my, time does fly by. So many sweet memories of Snake Master. Wish him a very happy birthday from someone who delighted watching him grow up to be the man he has become. Prayers continue for both him and you specifically. Sending HUGS!
Happy 21 to Scout! I hope it’s a great year for him–in every single way.