Noah turns 14

Isn't he handsome? The little baby that we brought home from the hospital 14 years ago today; the one that I held more than 24 hours a day, just because I wanted to; the one that begged for anyone and everyone to "come play in my room"; the one who learned to talked to and with adults at a very young age; yeah, that one is turning 14 today. Again I ask, where does the time go? Just look at him. He is growing into a fine young man. I took tons of pics of him today and he totally obliged and didn't complain one bit. That melts my heart--to know that he knows me that well; to know what is important to me. Happy Birthday, Noah. Mama loves you!