My Baby, the Big Boy.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAX MAN!! We love you so so much -- you are so much fun to have around, even when you're spilling unidentified liquids, marking the furniture with Sharpies, and kicking the walls with unbridled rage. You are more than we ever bargained for, and we thank God every day for sending you to us!!! And now you'll have to excuse Mommy while I hide in my closet and cry. Don't be alarmed, now that I'm practically pre-menapausal, this will be happening often. Just do what Ryan does, Buddy -- Go into your room and start singing/screaming at the top of your lungs. That should drown out the sobs. Happy Birthday Big Boy!!