This week, my baby turns 7. I can’t believe he is going to be 7 years old. It seems as though he just turned 5 yesterday. I can still remember my surprise late the next morning after he was born seeing how much frizzy dark hair he had when I took off his cap. It was definitely a sign of what his hair was going to be like. It is curly and still frizzy. There are days I put the hairbrush down, throw up my hands and send him off to school with however his hair wants to behave that morning. He is still as bouncy as he was when he was a baby. He broke two bouncers and a johnny jumper when he was a baby because he bounced so much. He loves his older brothers and he looks forward to telling them everything after school. He seems to always have a smile on his face and will greet everyone he meets. He definitely walks to his own drummer and there are days I cannot seem to silence that drummer of his
. A stranger would never guess that this upbeat, boisterous, cute curly haired boy has diabetes and has had it for the majority of his life. It will be 4 1/2 years this month.
