One photo - every day - day 2

He's 10. It's official. His birthday was Sunday. And we pretty much celebrated all weekend starting Friday with a paintball excursion with three friends. We concluded the festivities with a Rangers game. Go Rangers!

I can't believe he's 10.

And today - this morning at 5:45 in fact, he left on an overnight trip with his entire class. And neither I nor husband could go. He was such a little man boarding that big bus. And I miss him. I miss his constant chatter. I miss his whistling. That boy can whistle. A lot. Without stopping or taking a breath. (And I never thought I would miss it). Ha!

He is so precious. Such a gift. My gift of laughter. That's what his name means. What joy he has brought to our lives...how incredibly blessed we are because of you sweet Isaac. I love you more every day. Every.single.day.