I was thinking back on the day our little guy was born. How my 3 pm appointment turned into being induced, how we didn't know what to do with Wilson. How crazy stressed out I was (sorry Brad, you handled it well!) I was certain he would be born on the 23rd. I was wrong, God's timing was perfect, as always and our little Walker was born by 9pm.We had a good time celebrating Walker's birthday today. It was rather low-key, but that's more our speed anyway. We had a fellowship after church and everyone sang "Happy Birthday", he totally cheesed it up too. After naps we celebrated and followed up with playing in the new sand. (Which is now in the bathtub.) Overall, it was a wonderful day and I am thankful that we were able to celebrate another year with our little guy and look forward to many more to come. God is good, all the time.