
Happy 13th Birthday to my sweet baby boy. You were our last gift from heaven. After much prayer and fasting you finally arrived. You were my biggest baby weighing in at 8 lbs. 6 ozs. You can only imagine I was as big as a house. Before you were born I thought I was the perfect mother with three perfectly behaved children and then you came along to humble me. What a

character you turned out to be. Full of life and so much energy. I'm glad I didn't wait much longer to have you I could hardly keep up with you as it was. You have brought so much life into our family everybody loves you

. Here you are having a heart to heart with big sister Leah and getting a tickle from your daddy. You soon grew into such a strong boy. Strong enough to put your Mother in a headlock. You can tell I was in much distess!!



But there were times you were so angelic. Who would believe this

sweet boy could ever get into any trouble?
You were the only Miller child to go to preschool because you wouldn't let your mother teach you anything and because you were too distracted by all your toys at home.Here you are with your preschool t

eachers. At preschool your were the guard of the fort tower making sure no "little brown boys" invaded your space. That's what you said to poor little Jose in your class. I guess you didn't realize you were more of a "little brown boy" than Jose was. You had your teacher beside herself and she greeted me at the door that day. She was concern about what we might be teaching at home.
Grandma Pilbeam came all the way from Ohio to help out after Sam was born.
