thirty-five

Yes, indeed.

We've known each other a very long time.

 

 

A few weeks ago I participated as a guest blogger.   http://julia-transition.blogspot.com/2014/05/moms-make-it-work-valarie-mom-to-ten.html

 

Here's an excerpt:

 

"Here’s what I did not know while I went around with a baby tucked under my chin and a house full of rowdy goofballs:  They were going to grow up to be the dearest friends I’d ever have.  So while you’re planning your family, take a look out—way out past daycare hassle and sippy cups with curdled milk under the bed.   Look out past the music lessons and Little League.    What do you want your life to look like twenty-five years from now?  Specifically who do  you want in it?   You may not want ten people.   But maybe you DO.    I’m telling you the work was all worth it."

 That's what's going on in your house now, by the way.

That trio of rummy little arguing nuts?

They are going to be the best friends life will bring.

It's so hard to explain to someone dealing with diaper bags and lost crocs, and loud fits thrown in the car. 

It's worth it.  All the work is totally worth it.

Thirty five years of you.

Simply amazing.

Happy Birthday, Son.    love forever, Mom and EVERYBODY