Happy Birthday, Son

I'm honoured by the fuss everyone's making because my son turns seven today. As I type, Aretha is belting out "My Country, 'Tis of Thee". This truly is a historic day.

I can't believe James is now seven years old. It's true what they say, time does fly. The day of his birth, I was watching an NFL playoff game starring Kurt Warner and now I hear he's back in the big game. Some things, it seems, change at a slower pace.

In a word, it's been an awesome seven years. I think James teaches me far more than I could ever teach him.

Happy 7th birthday, James! Daddy loves you very much.