Today is my youngest child's birthday.
He is 22 years old.
Where the H#*@!* did the years go?
Happy Birthday Babe.
We love you so much!
The year Justin was born was incredibly cold! We had lows in the upper 20's, there had just been a big fire in the hills the week before, and the stomach flu was rampant. Being 4 days before Christmas - all of our friends pretty much stayed away from the hospital because it seemed most had the flu and were trying to get over it before Christmas.
So other than our immediate family, we had one friend show up to see me.
I was laying in bed, Mark was there.
I had Justin in my arms and
a head popped in the door.
It was our friend Mark with a HUGE bouquet of flowers and a grin just as big. I will never, ever forget that. (He - being a guy - has no idea how much that meant to me.) I was feeling quite neglected! ;)
And I am happy to share with you that it was his daughter Holly who gave birth to her first baby yesterday, a girl they named Avery. Both Holly and her husband Jeremiah are ecstatic, as are the grandparents and aunts and uncles.
Way to go Holly! Love you Girl!
With that, I am staying home today - the rains are continuing and today is supposed to be the worst day, when the cold system and the tropical system merge and we are supposed to be SLAMMED this afternoon and evening. I am going to do some baking and
finish my wrapping and I have a foot doctor
appt this afternoon.
And where is my 22 year old son heading out the door to? The slopes of course. I sure hope he finds snow!
Have a wonderful day and for those of you in So Cal - stay safe and dry.