My little eight ball.

Happy birthday to my little eight ball.  Today is my middle son Evan’s birthday.  I call him my little eight ball because he was born in 2008, at 8:08, he weighed eight pounds, eight ounces and if you add today’s date, five, one, two, you get eight.  He’s not little anymore, as a matter of fact, he’s taller than me.  He’s an intelligent 14 year old who’s not afraid to lend a hand and not scared of hard work, when he wants to.  He is, after all, a teenager.  He’s got a great sense of humor and even laughs at my dad jokes, most of the time.  As with most young men his age, he’s into vehicles and has been looking for his first ride on Market Place.  He’s leaning towards a truck, which is cool with me, I get tired of hauling smelly trash in the back of my Jeep.  Happy birthday Evan, I know God has big plans for you and I’m very proud of the young man you’re becoming.  I love you! Listen to the podcast here; https://theriver953.com/lonnies-fun-fact/

My little eight ball.
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