Happy 45th Birthday Big Daddy. This fella (the big one in the back) is my favorite human, on planet Earth. He is a stud and he is a muffin, therefore he is dubbed a stud muffin. Haha, did you see what I did there? I know, I’m a little “extra” right now.
Oh, how I love him.
We have had our ups and downs throughout our years together, but our love has (mostly) remained steadfast. Haha, I’m full of it, aren’t I? This picture is not of his birthday, actually, but mine. I love this picture because it is our first picture as a family of 9. Hunter had just moved in with us and we were over the moon excited to have him.
Big Daddy has never been one to say no, especially when it comes to children. He has loved every child that has come through our doors, even if that meant a painful exit when they left. The kindness and safety he presents to these kids are unmatched by anyone I have ever met.
I would like to say our quiver is full, but you just never know with us. Seven is the number of perfection, according to Scripture. Yet, eight is the number of new beginnings.