Sawyer.

His name is Sawyer. 

We call him Coop.

It's not his first name, it's not his middle name. It has nothing at all to even do with his name...except..

well, it was gonna be his name..and..long story short.. the big brother could not be convinced that we didn't name him "Cooper" we named him "Sawyer"..and so he called him Coop..and..well, so did we.

It stuck. Seven years later. It still fits him.

His name is Coop.

Sorta. ;)

He is his mama made over. Looks, talks and..yep, even acts like her. Loves life. Laughs with his entire body.

Loves people. People love him. Never walks..be it because he's always running or..insist to be carried. Loves food. Loves food so much that they red striped my boy this season in football. Same boy who was born 4 weeks early. Keeps me on my toes. Goes until he stops, then he sleeps. Friend to all. Fearless. Loves his brother. Dislikes his brother.  Movie lover. Music lover. Big fan of pretend. Fish when in the water. Has a chicken named "crooked toe" and a dog he has renamed "Little Ms.Britches"  His hamster is "Happy Hammie". ha. He's a touch eclectic in life. Loves animals. Dislikes babies. Why? He's the baby. Yes, even still..at seven. Favorite show is Survivor Man, slightly obsessed with fire, loves to learn, to read and draw, seriously sarcastic and crazy at times..refer to "acts" like his mama. Wants to be his brothers roommate as an adult or just live with me. Dream job: The man who catches the fish at Petsmart or a candy taste tester. Dreams big. Sorta. Knows every word to Louisiana Saturday Night, Simple Man and Wagon Wheel. All boy. My boy.

Meet my second born blue eyed boy...

I've never done anything in my life to deserve this child....

Sweet boy of mine, may you always have laughter in your back pocket, your head steady on your shoulders, a heart of gold and a smile that makes friends so easily. May you always always know that I was your biggest fan and that you were my favorite. Even...even if I tell your brother those exact same words and you ever hear them. May you always know that YOU hold the key to the world in the palm of your hands and that being picked to be your mother was the greatest gift I was ever given in life.May I always look at you and never forget that you are simply on loan and not "my child" after all....

Lastly..but most important...May you always love Jesus and fear the police. Cause I'm just sayin' .:)

Happy Seventh Sawyer.

Ps- My blog...I can post all these pictures If I wanna. ;) giggle.