My Son is 10 years old today...

Now this thought really knocks me silly... Oh my Gosh, my tiny baby boy! The turning point of my entire life. the person who made me reconsider happiness. Ten years! I have thoroughly enjoyed each moment...

I am reminded of the day John and I brought him home. We had an old F100, in line 6. I loved that truck. I was in shock the hospital let me have the baby. No competence test, no vow that we will take care of this new person, nothing! I had my mom, bless her soul, on stand by to take custody of Dylan. Because there was no way the hospital *with any sense* would give us a child to raise.

But 23 hours exactly, we were in the truck with a boy who kept looking at us...

WE HAD NOT A CLUE WHERE TO GO!

So, at the time, we went to the 2nd best place i knew my sister's house. She is 10 years my senior and had 2 boys of her own. She would know what to do!!!

LOL, That was an amazing day.

Two weeks later, I had no idea why you cried all the time. UGH! Aunt Chell was the hero that day. Feed him Belinda... ummm, I tried to breast feed without success. So Chell fed him and John and I load baby boy up and took him for a ride. Five minutes into the journey, we turned the interior lights on to see if he was OK. He wasn't crying anymore. And there he was eyes wide open, looking around, checking everything out. Sweet face, sweet soul, and so much more than I deserve to be a part of.

Dylan Garrett Herrin

You are going to do great things, I already know,

God has his hands on you,

Don't live life in Fear,

Forgive and Forget, but don't forget why you are here.

Take your time and PRAY!

I love you boy!