Gael turned to 7. Today. June. Twenty Eight.
I can’t believe the little one I squeezed out 7 years ago is now 45″ tall and speaks fluent Italian, ties his shoe laces, does his witty jokes, lost his first tooth moving onto the second one right next to it, has the heart full of love and all the coolness I don’t have to ask for… Truly blessed kid you are. Mom and dad love you. So much. Be who you are as much as you wish to be and how and why or whatever that would be. You will be always my Gael and our Gael. Like grandpa from Korea wrote you, fly as high and high as just like a helicopter he sent you would…!