4th of July Breakfast...

Every year we head over to the church at 7:45 Am to have breakfast at the church. Tristin helps with the flag and every year it kind of gets me when I watch him. Apart of it is pregnant hormones, another part is seeing him in his scout uniform and another part is that he is growing up so fast. He's 10 and I can't keep him little and innocent anymore. Although he still kisses my cheek and gives me hugs, I'm still struggling with him growing up. He has 1 more year left in Elementary school and then it's off to Middle school to be corrupted in many ways. Oh, little man, stay mine forever, please!