Happy Birthday T-man!(Seriously, whoever made that cake is going places...)
Trevor's preschool teacher made this birthday crown for him 3 days before his party and he wore it every day and insisted on wearing it for the big day.
At each of his birthdays, I always remember his time as a preemie in the NICU. He was so tiny and took awhile to catch up, but now he is big and healthy, and what a blessing that those days seem a distant memory.
The boy, the crown, the bounty.
Swing batta, batta, batta. Sawiiinng batta!
You can do it, Pres! 
1 comment:
happy b-day trevor.
(mom tell trevor to read this)
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