Happy Birthday Son

This week, my 'little boy' turns 31. I remember the the roller coaster adventure at the hospital as though it just happened a couple of weeks ago. I remember bringing him home, changing him, rocking him to sleep. I remember the middle of the night feedings. I remember watching him play in his play pen, learning to sit up, to crawl, to walk.

I remember Christmas when he was two-and-half. I remember watching his excitement build with each successive present.

I remember afternoons together at the park, trips to the video arcade at the mall, and going to Toys R Us to see if there were any new Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles figures. I remember the movies that we enjoyed together and the ball games that we invented. (Home plate!)

I remember our travels and adventures by car and by plane. I remember watching him become a young man - and then a grown man, a man who got up every morning without complaint, rose to every challenge, and worked hard at anything that he put his mind to accomplishing.

On one of the best days of my life, my no-longer-little boy stood beside me as the best man at my wedding. 

True happiness, as they say, is knowing that you have raised nice children.

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