The Birthday Bird

Today my little one, Brendan, turned four. I just can't believe it. I never believed it when people told me that my boys wouldn't be little for long. Brendan just loves birds. He reads about them (well, I read about them to him) and has many stuffed birds. He told me he wasn't the birthday boy but the birthday bird. As a mother, it is so beautiful to see my children get wings of their own.