seven

There is just no way that I am the mama of a seven year old. A long limbed, cheekey, creative, sweet hearted seven year old.

He's big enough to light his own candles.

Big enough to greet friends and tie them off correctly.

Big enough to swim to the island.

Big enough to hold her on deck while underway (don't worry her PFD was only removed for photos).

But he will always be my baby.

We had such a lovely, slow, go with the flow weekend out on the hook at Zach's Island with friends celebrating his seventh trip around the sun. So much to catch up on... and a busy work week too... all in good time.