So instead, we made things all about Braxton.
He had a nice therapy session at home with his developmental therapist.
He loves listening to singing, so he thoroughly enjoyed us singing "happy birthday" to him throughout the day.
|Okay, so he wasn't particularly happy at this moment.|
He snuggled with me in the sling while I made dinner.
He sat in our laps as we ate dinner as a family.
And we painted his feet to make footprints to hang on his bedroom wall.
It was simple. Special. Perfect.
Braxton, we love you SO much. We have more joy, more laughter, and more love, because of you. We love you! Happy birthday!