Happy Birthday, Tye!

Eight years ago today, I gave birth to a 9 lb 9 oz blue eyed baby boy.  He had lots of blonde hair, and looked just like his Daddy. Brandy used to call him his "little man." 

Happy Birthday, Tye!

In the hospital, the day he was born...

{Ok, so at the time we thought our "new" digital camera was so awesome!  Hence the grainy pictures.  Glad I took film pictures back then, too.  It was fun though, that "new fangled" technology} {and yes, I sound old!}

Cute as a bug!

 Look at those baby blues!

Where has the time gone?  Since Tye was my last newborn, or even baby, in some ways he'll always be my baby.

Tye has a great heart.  He's likes to play tough, but on the inside...well, there's just lots of good on the inside.  He loves anything to do with his Dad.  Sports...football, soccer, basketball.  John Deere. Riding bike.  Riding his Rip Stik.  

Tye, we're so proud of you!  You work hard.  You play hard.  But most of all we love you for who you are and who God made you to be.

Happy Birthday, Tye-Man.