Chance made you my son. Love made you my friend.
Never forget for a single minute: you didn’t grow under my heart but in it.
Hanging out with your grown-up kids is like revisiting the best parts of yourself.
How blessed I am…how fortunate I’ve been… to have you as my son… and also my friend.
Hold him a little longer, cherish every smile. He is only a baby for just a little while.
For my(our) son...Why try to fit in when you were born to stand out?
The love between a mother and son is a very special love.
I smile because you are my son. I laugh because you can’t do anything about it.