WALKER TALK: CARTER'S SPECIAL DAY

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

CARTER'S SPECIAL DAY

Today is Carter's 4th birthday. I can't believe he has been with our family for four years!!

I love Carter, (as if you can't tell already)! He has brought this Grandma so much joy. People told my how great it was to be a Grandma but until you experience it you just can't begin to imagine how much fun grandchildren are.

I told Carter the other day that I love that Easton boy. He has been so fun to have in our family and has added another dimension to our family. But there is something special about the first grandchild. Carter will always hold a special place in my heart because he was number 1. I saw this between my Grandma Gurney and Christine and my Mom and Christine when she was young. I couldn't understand it then, but I do now.

Happy Birthday, my sweet wonderful, cute boy!! We love you so very much.

4 comments:

Christine said...: I LOVE that picture of Carter! I'm so glad that you love him so much, because he loves YOU so much!; April 1, 2008 at 11:39 PM
Melinda said...: Happy bday to Carter. That is a very sweet picture.

I remember being at your house growing up on April fools. You mom was a crack up with that. I couldn't beleive there was a mom who played jokes on her kids. I had two this year I pulled but nothing like Aunt Joann!; April 6, 2008 at 10:30 PM
Kimberly Bluestocking said...: Happy B-Day, Carter. :); April 24, 2008 at 6:16 PM
The Evers said...: He is one cute little guy! I swear sometimes that time really does fly by!
So I just saw Daniel's mission call on Christine's blog! I bet he is so dang excited! What an awesome call too! You can't beat Hawaii for two years! We are excited to hear the updates on him when he gets there!; May 18, 2008 at 11:46 PM

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