My little Drewser baby is FOUR today. He had such a rough start to life, and he caused Matt and I to grow in ways we could never imagine, but by God's grace (and Drew's bull-headedness), he has blossomed into one of the most complex little persons I have ever met. Whether he's loving or fighting -- he's passionate about it. I appreciate his bluntness and I know his cuddles, hugs, and kisses are fully sincere. And his goofiness and giggles are addictive. Praying for many more years with my little rain cloud.
Drew at five months. Aww...
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