Happy Birthday Carter!

Today Carter turns the big number 7.
My little surprise baby.
He has quite the birth story to tell, even though its a little embarrassing for mom to tell. I found out I was pregnant with him when Tanner was only 7 months old. I freaked out, not wanting to be pregnant another summer. Then when I found out I was having boy #3, I really freaked out. Poor daddy thought I had lost my mind, and I guess I did for a while. I did not want another boy, I did not want this baby. I wouldn't talk about the pregnancy, I wouldn't pick out a name for him, nothing. I was a wreck.
On halloween night my water broke at 4:00 am, and man did he come fast after that. We barely made it to the hospital which was 40 minutes away. He was born literally right after I was settled in my room. He wouldn't wait and he's been going 90 miles an hour ever since!

Carter has always been our little spitfire. Potty trained himself at a year, and was riding a two wheeler at 2. I like to think he was so independant because God gave me Tanner barely 14 months before Carter and was autistic. Therefore he did everything extremely late. I needed Carter to grow up fast because I was consumed by Tanners care.

An amazing athlete, Carter carried around a ball and bat ever since he could crawl. And today is an amazing baseball player. Coaches want him on their minor league teams next year which consist of 9 and older players. We are holding back though. We want to give him the chance to be good in his own age group. Plus he's small for his age anyway so the minor leaguers would drowned him.

I call Carter my student body president, daddy calls him the mayor. Both are very fitting for him. He makes friends wherever he goes, and girls flock to him already. (man are we in trouble)

Everybody loves Carter and he is nice to everyone. He's already well known around his school although barely in first grade.

We celebrated Carters birthday last night since granparents were already here. Normally I don't like to mix birthdays with holidays, but he wanted it that way.

His new catchers mitt. Now he has all his own catchers gear.

His nerf gun he's been dying to have.

Today we are going bowling and he gets to pick where we go to dinner.

Happy Birthday Carter, our little superstar. We love you!!