The Kid is having a birthday today. She received her combined Christmas-Birthday gift from me sometime ago – very early. Then I took her out to eat Friday – 2 days early.
Now I have to say it appeared she would arrive right on time those years ago. On the due date that the doctor had set, she was strongly indicating that it was time. Her father and I made our way 35 miles to the hospital in the wee hours of the morning on roads that had been covered with sleet, then snowed on in the worst winter storm in years. Then she got stubborn and refused to set foot in the outside world for three more days – in spite of the pleading of her mother.
Finally, a few minutes before midnight on January 18, she became the center of her Mom and Dad’s world.
Happy Birthday, Sweetie! Love you the whole world!