Wednesday, April 12, 2006

The Boy

Well.....we waited for him to come, bless his heart. There were already two little girls running around, and so we waited for a boy.
And 16 years ago today, he came. Little and cranky. Addicted to a soother, for several years, didnt really enjoy talking at first, mostly just grunted, until he was three. Then he would say

"Auntie wobyn cawy me, my yittle yegs are getting gired."





Happy 16th Birthday Thomas, may you never ask to borrow my car. I love ya.

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