December 30, 2005

  • Happy Birthday Baby



    Nine years ago today, Tucker was born.  Snow rose outside to a depth greater than anyone could recall in living memory.  (My dad was shoveling DOWN to the mailbox everyday).  The temperature dipped lower and lower.  And in the midst of that, Tucker was born. 


    My parents had been with us for a month waiting for his arrival.  I brought him home from the hospital on Wednesday, and they left on Saturday.  Tim's job took him out of town on Sunday, and I was alone with a newborn and a toddler.  I was lucky though.  I had wonderful friends in those days.  Friends who called me, checked on me, came by and brought dinner, and took the babies for an occasional hour so I could sleep or even more exciting, take a shower.


    And Tucker grew, he grew and he grew and he grew in laughter.  Until he became the kid he is today.  Full of joy and curiosity with a pinch of devilment.  Today he's nine and wants the due of a big boy.  But I remember him when he was brandnew. 


    I love you, Baby.

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