So today is my little rother Jeremiah's birthday. He is nine. It makes me want to cry. He has grown up so fast. I remember him latching onto my legs trying to stand. Or learning to crawl. Getting in food fights when he was barely two.
AWWW!
His first words. I love him with all my heart. But I want him to stay little forever. He is in school, and I guess he takes after me. He is way popular and he has little girlys coming to our house. He is in so many sports I cant even count. I think he likes wrestling most.
man I wish I could turn back the clock.
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He's going to be a good man when he grows up if he likes wrestling most. Only the strong survive in wrestling!
--Konnor...who wrestled for 6 years and loved it!! :)
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