My handsome little boy is turning 8 years old tomorrow. He is staying with my mom for a few days whilst I tend to Waverly's needs. This will be the first time I am not with him for his birthday, which makes me so very sad. This beautiful old soul made a dramatic entrance. And his first few weeks on the earth were a fight, but he was strong and taught me that I can be strong. He is a kind soul who is slow to warm up, but once he gets comfortable he is always ready to hold your hand. He is Mickey Mouse Clubhouse's biggest fan. I worried that I could never love another child as much as I loved Waverly....and then I met Oliver.