Happy Birthday to my first-grader! Alex, your grownup teeth have come in on top (and on the bottom, too, where you lost the baby ones in that horrible sledding accident two years ago...shudder...). You're looking so grown up! You're reading Bob Books like a pro and you draw the coolest insects of anyone I know!
You are looked up to by three little men and I know you think your big brother is the center of the universe and that's OK for now, but one day you will realize that you, too, have smarts and talents and charms and your own little quirky something to offer the world. We love you to bits and we're so glad that God chose us to be your family. Happy seventh birthday!