Fourteen.

My nephew is fourteen. How did that happen? I remember when my sister went into labor and we all piled into the car and raced to Indianapolis. It doesn't seem like fourteen years ago, but I can't remember life without him either. Funny how that is.

I didn't get to be with him on his actual birthday but that didn't stop me from celebrating when he was up here for our Thanksgiving/Christmas weekend.

My sweet little nephew has grown into such a handsome, kind, loving, smart, funny and all around one-of-a-kind guy.

I hope he always knows just how much he is loved and how many people would go to bat for him. He's such a special kid.

Happy (belated) birthday, bub.