This Easter our (not-so) little Bubba turned 13. The last time our Spring baby’s birthday fell on Easter was when he turned two. At the time I researched when the next time we’d be celebrating him on Easter and thought it sounded so far away that it would not be for another eleven years. But, boy, how those years flew by!

At the time, Nolie was a loud, energetic, feisty toddler. Now he is a loud, energetic, feisty teenager! He still loves giving his big brother a hard time. Still eating us out of house and home. And still obsessed with any kind of activity that involves a ball. This version of Nolan is still tall for his age, still not interested in sitting still for very long, and still keeping us on our toes. He is funny, athletic, competitive, and tender hearted. He is smart, quick witted, and gives us a run for our money.

Happy birthday, Bubs. We love you bunches!