Four score and seven years ago, we married amid love, life and laughter.
Actually, it was only seven years ago, but that “four score” thing has a nice ring...
|Wait Until Double Rainbow Guy Sees This :)|
We’ve celebrated Christmas in California, Florida, Texas, Rhode Island and now in Hawaii.
Ending Florida, we wondered if we’d ever have kids. But that December, April prayed, God blessed and No. 1 Son arrived at the beginning of Texas.
For several years, Christmas trees excitedly bought in December were sadly bagged in January, but how we celebrated every milestone of our little miracle.
Our blessings continued with the news you were expecting.
My first words….You’re pregnant? Oh my gosh? Really? WHaggghhhh…
I’d been cutting onions, you see.
“No. 1 Son” was for your mom and dad, but Baby?
A name! We need a name! My kingdom for a name!
Would dilemma follow delivery?
Ahh, Christmas with family and friends…
Names flew everywhere. Swept under rugs; squished over sinks, until “No. 2 Son” rose on breaking waves of “Ohhh, that’s a good one. I like that.”
Back home to Texas – where he was born.
Sweethie, do you remember, later…
No. 1 Son walking – not talking
Moving to Rhode Island
No. 2 Son walking – No. 1 Son talking
My new executive position: Stay-at-home Dad!
Christmas comes and goes. It’s spring again. You eat several jars of spicy cabbage, don’t like meat of any kind, and are a little
Joking, I buy a 99 cent pregnancy test, but it’s you who comes out of the bathroom laughing.
Christmas 2011 is here. You rest. We wait.
|"There's Another One Coming"|
Tobey waits for “Baby Brother.” No. 2 Son waits for Frosty Returns.
And, No. 3 Son? Will he be a Christmas baby, or one for the New Year?
Who knows? We pray for ten fingers and ten toes.