Dear CJ,
A whole decade has passed since you first came into our lives. You are everything I ever imagined and then some. This has been a wild 10 years with you, but all very memorable. I'm looking forward to what the next 10 years will bring. Will you continue playing baseball? Go on to pursue being a monster truck driver? Or perhaps you'll fall back in love with fire fighting.
Whatever you do, I just hope you'll be happy doing it. That's all I ever want. I hope you will always have that big heart that you have and that great sense of humor. And even though most of time your stubbornness drives me crazy I want you to keep that too, just maybe not as much with me.
I hope 10 is all you imagined it would be. Happy birthday CJ! I love you.
Love,
Mommy.
Diversity in MG Lit #50 December 2024
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Friends, I started writing these Diversity in MG Lit posts six years ago in
the fall of 2018. Today marks my 50th post. I wanted to reflect on how far
we...
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