Wesley celebrated his eighth birthday today! He asked me this morning, "Can you believe that I am 8?" In a way, yes! Life without Wesley seems like a very long time ago. But then again, it does seem scary when I think about him being in third grade in the fall. It was the summer after my second grade year of school that I developed diabetes. I thank God every day for this strong and very healthy young man. (Is it appropriate to call an 8-yr. old a young man???) The day was full of fun. Wesley had a friend from school over to spend the night. Wesley enjoys the tradition of going to Toys 'R Us to pick out a toy (Thanks, Aunt Kari) and then to Chuck E. Cheese for pizza and tons of games. He is enjoying his scooter and skateboard. I am wondering if this is the beginning of a long road....now, on the wheels and later behind the wheel :) HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY ONE AND ONLY FIRST BORN!!! WE SURE DO LOVE YOU, WESLEY!!!!!!