My 3rd 8 year old to grace my life....Mr. Gavin turned 8 a couple months ago and I have to keep reminding myself that he is 8. At 8 he is going into 3rd grade and holy wow...THIRD GRADE! That seems so huge and so big and not so little and tiny and little like I have to keep remembering Gavin isn't. He is 8! At 8 Gavin is well he's Gavin...he's a stinker and he's so sweet...he's our funny guy with off the wall comments like "biscuits are my jam!" He still says things that make us turn and look at him and say "What did you just say? and how did you know to say that clever thing?" So he's clever and witty and funny in this unassuming not really trying way. Because when he does try it just doesn't work....he's a little brother that likes to bounce and jump and poke and prod and aggravate his big brothers and he's a big brother that likes to aggravate his little brother (and currently sister). But he loves to play with them all day long...he wants to be with them and hang with them. At 8 he is loving baseball and does amazing at school. At 8 Gavin is still a snuggler but he often has to be asked...he still loves to jump, jump, jump! He loves to make a little nest in his bed with pillows and blankets and burrows his little self down into it--every night. His hair is still as blonde as ever and he can swim like a fish. His temper is still rocking but he is much better now at keeping that in check...he still has somewhat eclectic eating habits and is not a fan of fruit. At 8 Gavin is loving and kind and considerate and smart and happy and silly and playful and grumpy and an early riser and a wonderful amazing kiddo! Happy 8th Birthday my blonde awesome little Gavy Gav!




