Nine - my sweet boy is officially nine years old and it is not lost on me that he is "halfway" to the age of 18. I realize how fleeting time is and I want to cherish all the moments and memories with my boy. As I reflect back on last year, I know my boy is growing up and each month that passes yields itself to some wonderful moments that I don't want to forget. It has been another great year for Lawson or Law Dog or LaLa, his new found nicknames. Lawson is still the same sweet, sensitive boy who loves playing all sports, being at the ranch, wants to win every game. He still loves to snuggle and talk before bed. I love that he wants to talk to me at night and tell me all the things. I cherish that time together and hope that it will cultivate into a relationship where Lawson feels like he can tell me anything as he gets older. He is always the first to think of others' needs before his own and has such an empathic heart. He isn't afraid to cry and let you know if ...