We've had many more significant changes over the years, but none so life altering as bringing home our first new baby from the hospital.
Over the years you were quite something. Do you remember when you were three and you locked me in the bedroom of an upstairs bedroom. You sly thing you. I had to push a screen out of the window and jump from the second story to get out. And that was after much pounding on the door, pleading and bribing you with all sorts of treats if you would unlock the door. By the time I got out you were downstairs watching a video (your favorite one "Never Ending Story" I'm sure) and had no idea what all the commotion was about.
Your dad would want me to tell the story of how you fell out of your crib. Yes, we were trying to be diligent (but retarded) parents and let you cry in the middle of the night instead of getting up to entertain you. Little did we know until you'd cried for 15 minutes you'd climbed up and fallen out of your crib.
I can still see you jumping on the bed and saying "three little monkeys jumping on the bed, one fell off and broke his . . . . and they you'd spiral off the bed like a maniac!
You loved to go snowmobiling up to Grandma and Grandpa's cabin. Riding the snowmobiles was your favorite thing. When we were back you you'd put a blanket on the floor and pretend it was your snowmobile. You would say vroom, vroooom! And invite us to climb on with you saying "come for a ride!"
Just thought I'd share a few photos to remind you what a character you were . . .
You always enjoyed our visits to Star Valley - where
you got to feed the cows, gather eggs and ride on the horses.
You and your dad celebrated many birthdays together
over the years since they are only three days apart.
Then all of a sudden YOUR world changed
when you met a girl . . .
And suddenly nothing was the same . . .
And now your 28 years old - having a birthday!
Living all the way across the country . . .
with a beautiful wife and two kitties . . .