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Today is Isaiah's 13th birthday.

I am now the mother of 

two teenagers.

When did that happen?

Probably when I wasn't looking.

More likely, when I was.

~ just a few hours old ~

Happy Birthday, Isaiah;

my second son,

the boy who lives to farm,

shares his birthday with Grandma Cindy,

(Happy Birthday, Mom!!)

loves his animals,

hates injustice,

thrives on fairness,

likes pop too much

and vegetables not enough.

You have stretched my patience,

and I've stretched yours.

We butt heads too often,

probably because we're both pretty stubborn.

You have helped me to learn patience

and perseverance.

Happy 13th Birthday!

I'm glad you're my son.