





I'm falling a little behind on this blogging thing! Clayton turned 9 a couple of weeks ago, and I never posted a little tribute to him. I have already handed myself the mother of the year award...last week he had baseball and football practice on Wednesday and he kept coughing and sitting down, I thought he was being a smidge dramatic so I told him to quit making such a scene!! Of course, I said some other really great things too! When I brought him home, I took a listen to his chest and realized he didn't sound like he was moving much air in there. He does have asthma, but rarely does he have an issue. I gave him a breathing treatment and he seemed a little better after that. The next morning, I took him to the doctor and sure enough he had pneumonia! Mother of the year!! I think he still loves me, though!
Clayton has always been my buddy. He is the one who always senses when I'm having a bad day. Sometimes, out of the blue he tells me I'm pretty, or he loves me, and it just melts my heart. It doesn't take a lot to make me smile! He is a people pleaser. He never wants to disapoint anyone. He reminds me a lot of myself. I think one day he will make an amazing husband. He is a little more sensitive than Russ would like, but I think it will make him a great man. I can't believe he's 9. Which makes me even older. Love you buddy!
(And yes, one of the pics he is wearing a dress thanks to his big sister)




























