We even attended his 8th birthday party the day before they flew back to their orphanage in Kazakhstan.
Years went by but we couldn't forget those boys...certainly couldn't forget the 8 year old with the big smile and the devilish glint in his eye. Six years ago, we visited this boy and his brother in Kazakhstan...he was older but had the same smile...same devilish glint, too.
Lucky for us, they said yes and became our sons...
Yesterday, the devilish boy with the big smile turned 17...no more a little boy, almost a man.
Happy birthday, oldest son...you stole my heart when you were 8 and will keep it forever. I'm so glad you decided to let me be your mom because you are just so darn much fun!