You are our youngest child, our only son, and from the moment your sisters met you they loved you, as did your mom and dad.
We all love your sense of humor, and I love that your favorite place in the world is your home.
You may not understand this now, but one of the many highlights in my life was the day your teacher gave you the "Love for Learning" award.
At eight years old you love baseball, your puppy Gizmo, your cats Gilby and Kony, your friends, your Wii, but most of all, your family, and I am both amazed and grateful that my number one son already has his priorities figured out.
Happy birthday, Sam! I love you -- I always will!
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