Jack, Jackman, Jackster.. Jackson Wren

My Jackson Wren has turned 9!

As the years go on, and the older he gets

the more he becomes independent.

The more i see how much he is

changing from a boy to a young man.

The once "jacks" or "jackie"

we use to call him, is now

Jack or Jackson!

I use to pick out his clothes....

Not anymore..

"mom, i like what, I LIKE"

Which happens to only be Under Armor..

The times i use to be able to get a kiss on the cheek (in public),

have now become distance nods...

Yes, i was one of those mother's that would

moisten a towel and clean his face!

I'm sorry for that!

But he didnt care...

{I always told myself i never would do that too!}

He is 9 now....

I'm so glad i have my Jacks, ehhm

Jackson.

... he will always be

my first baby boy!

I just love him to pieces!

I will take the distant nod...

I will take the Independence....

as long as i can still steel a kiss on the cheek...

{yes, when his friends are not around}

Im so proud of the Young man he is becoming...

Happy Birthday Jackson!

9years!