With the blowing out of those candles, suddenly my chubby, happy baby with the giant mouth and smile to match, is an 8 year old. Harrison is my sweet boy. He's rough and tumble, for sure. And he can pull some faces that will make everyone at the table do a spit take during dinner. But inside that goofball is a tender heart that just loves to make others happy.
Bubba is smart as a whip, and loves to be his teacher's helper in school. He has some really good friends and is so happy to be able to go to scouts with them (finally).
His favorite things are Legos, reading, and the show "Wild Kratts" about animals. And, if left to his own devices, would turn into a Wii zombie. Gotta watch that kid around video games.
Happy, happy birthday, Bubba dear. Thanks for being such a good brother and a good friend. We love watching you grow, but would love it even more if it weren't going so fast.
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