Happy Birthday, Stuart

My favorite boy (quickly becoming a man) was born 15 years ago today. How'd all that time go by so quickly? He's turned out great thus far and I'm proud to be the kid's mom. But I worry how fast the next four will go and soon enough he'll have a life completely his own. While I cheer for that day (for him and me-ha!), I know I will miss him dearly. Already he's so independent it almost scares me. Yet, looking back on the photos, it doesn't seem all that long ago that I could hold him, nestled in the crook of my arm.

Stuart at 4 days old