The Date Was

November 23,1979

Friday!
The day after Thanksgiving.

I was so tired from cooking all day

that when I woke up Friday

morning and my back ached,

I didn't think much about it.

Even though it was my

due date,

I wasn't sure I was in labor.

I still wasn't sure when I went to the hospital

even though you were my 4th baby

and you were due.

I'm in labor?

Really?

Push?

Now?

Seriously?

Alrighty then~

You were an easy baby

and got a 10 right off the bat.

Your Dad was so proud to have

another son after having two little girls.

You were an easy baby-

easy-going, happy, sweet.

At one year old you loved

your little rocking horse.

It got left behind when

we moved to Florida.

You were crushed!

You loved the swimming pool

when we lived in Florida.

You were SO sad when we told you

that you were too big for

a sink bath.

One day we turned around

and you were five.

Five?

Five!

At six you loved playing ball.

And although you played soccer

for ELEVEN years..

(yes I was a soccer Mom..

I never missed a match)

I could not find a single

picture of you in your soccer uniform.

You were a rabbit

BY CHOICE

for so many years that I lost track

of how many bunny costumes I made.

The years flew by.

Soon you were a young teen.

A kind young teen.

You were kind to your family,

to kids you didn't know,

to animals,

to your elders..

 just a kind young man.

Then you were driving.

I think this is the Saturn..

you know the one..

the one that Saturn replaced

the motor in twice..

and you had bought it

gently used.

After the 2nd motor was replaced you

sold it and made more on it

than what you had paid.

(because it had a new engine in it)

However, my favorite car story..

entails you taking a Fiero

(that looked no where near as nice

as the one pictured here)

AND you decided

in December..

YES DECEMBER..

that you wanted a convertible

So...you took a SawzAll and cut

the top off...Yes you did..

And you drove it all winter..

then sold it to some

poor sucker that was

even crazier than you were.

We had some wonderful times

in the house on Quincy..

this was taken one Mother's Day..

Boy! Wish I were 52 again!!

I also wish my eyes were open!

We were over the moon

when you married

the girl we all love.

And..as your sisters had

children you became a

wonderful Uncle..

because you still have a lot of

'KID' in you.

But the biggest blessing 
in your life 
(besides marrying your sweet wife)
is that you have a precious

little son of your own...

Now I know

that you are looking forward

to owning THIS someday..

You even give SweetCheeks a ride in it

sometimes just so you can enjoy it...

But-It's not gonna be your birthday present

this year cuz...

I might be OLD but

I ain't dead yet!

Happy Birthday, Son!

You are loved!

(But not enough to get my car)