When Dane was born, Shayne dubbed him, "The Fly." I didn't like that at all! Here was this beautiful boy with a pudgy little nose and long, black hair. He was the sweetest baby--definitely his Mommy's boy. He was my shadow and my pal. Around five months old, that black hair started changing to blond (with a few months worth of this odd, oak color). At nine-months-old, I had to give him a hair cut! And, to this day, Dane's floppy hair is his trademark. We all love to mess with it (I especially love turning him upside down so it looks like a big kooshball)! And somewhere around four-years-old, my angel boy decided it was time to add a little spice to life. His precocious personality and general attraction to finding life's boundaries these days is keeping us busy. On Father's Day, June 21, we celebrated Dane's 6th birthday by giving him a set of new wheels and accessories to go with them. He was a little unsure at first (this larger bike was a pretty big stretch for those little legs), but after a few times around the cul-de-sac, he was tearing it up! Love you, my baby!
Happy Birthday, Dane! Can't wait to see you in a few weeks.
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