Ok! So Joyce, sweet sil that she is, has always done these terrific birthday blogs for family and friends. Well, I figured there's no reason why I can't too.
This is to Zachery, our 1st born, our son who we love dearly and are extremely proud of. He was born at 2:22 on May 21, 1980, after approx 10 hours of hard labor. My first moments after he was born that I remember; I cried. 30 years ago, finding out if you were having a boy or girl was not routine, and even though I wanted a boy really, really bad, I didn't know...until he was born. So I cried because I was so overwhelmingly happy. Then of course there were the few minutes (probably seconds, in real life) that I was not hearing him cry and was scared. Just minor stuff. I also remember Brad calling him a 'conehead' baby, which he was. He only got away with it that first time in the hospital though. The next time he said it the nurse jumped all over him, saying he better not be calling that precious little boy a conehead no more. :) The doctor said he would be fine, it was just the way he came through the birth canal that cause his head to appear cone shaped, and he is just fine.
Other momentous occasions that he may or may not appreciate me remembering. Like the time, he decided to pee off the front porch, in the middle of the day in a subdivision in downtown Bossier City, La., or sitting buttnaked on the white German Shepherd in the back yard, or when he grabbed the hot wire at the top of the fence and instead of turning the power to the fence off, I ran out and grabbed him off of it, shocking us both. Then there was the time in Germany when he 'forgot' to catch the bus and go to school because he was sledding. And sometimes we would send him into the bakery because he spoke better German than we did....and he was only 5. Then he started growing up and did things like Cub Scouts and Boy Scouts and he always looked so sharp. Of course that was also when he told his Cub Scout Leader that 'Mom sneaks drinks'...so she asked me if I needed help, like AA :) don't ya just love it. Or when he was in Karate and would show us his moves.
There are lots of things I've left out but I just want to add what a wonderful man and a loving husband to Leslie he has become.
I love you very much Zach and hope you had a wonderful 30th birthday.
Mom
It must run in the family because his dad was born a conehead also, but I couldn't be more proud of both of them. They are both so loving and thoughtful. We love you Zach and are so proud of you.
ReplyDeleteHa! I LOVE the "sneaking drinks" story! So funny. Conehead or not, he must not have "fallen too far from the tree", 'cause he has two awesome parents and now HE'S an awesome young man. (Even at 30, he'll always be young to me!) Happy B-day Zach!
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