Oh Danny Boy

The big Double Douce! Twenty-two.  My BABY is twenty-two today. (sigh)

June 16, 1988 - my BABY was born. 9 lbs. 3 oz. (ouch!)

Emily thought you belonged to her.

 

I blinked and it was your first day of school.

You ARE so much like your father!

Always the cut-up!

I think this was the last time we were close to the same height.

Some things don't change quite so much.

Again, some things never change.

Happy Birthday to my BABY - Daniel - age 22 on June 16, 2010

 I’m going to go cry myself into a puddle now because I can’t believe you’re twenty-two.  Ka-boo – one- two (inside joke).

I love you, baby! 

And, Happy Third Anniversary to Em and Kyle Wood!

Love,

Mom

Here’s to the next 25!

Twenty-five years ago I looked upon your beautiful face for the first time.

And I watched you become a beautiful baby of my very own.

And you changed into a toddler (I'm your age in this photo).

And then to my little girl.

Then you turned 13 and discovered boys (and grew boobies- eekkk).

You and Daniel have an incredible bond. That was a fun ski trip!

Before I knew it, high school graduation.

And you turned 20 - no longer a teenager or my little girl.

And then I heard -"Mom, I met this guy I really like a lot!"

And, like turned to true love.

And you made your career dreams come true with two degrees from the U of A.

And, you have a beautiful smile and more beautiful soul.

I feel so blessed to be your mother.

Here's to the next 25 years - Happy Birthday Emily!

Another Tim Moment

Sunday was another drizzly, gloomy day and rather than stay in the house and pout about it – my husband decided he would make the weekly run to the local Wal-Marts with me.  (rare)  Before we departed for the store, I wanted to get the Sunday dinner roast into the crock pot and Tim cut up some onion and a couple of garlic cloves for me while I browned the roast.  Once the roast was in the crock pot, we grabbed our shopping bags (because we’re so green these days Ha!) and headed out the door. 

I don’t know about you, but my shopping starts on the non-food items side of the store and I finish at the deli and fresh veggie section next the registers on the other side.  Tim is a random wandering shopper so we tend to split things up while shopping.  He grabbed some motor oil and new filter for my car and then went to the beauty section to pick up some shampoo and conditioner.  He was gone an unusual amount of time and when he finally caught up with me I asked, “What took so long”?   He started ranting about the shampoos and conditioners and how stinky they are these days and blah, blah, blah.   I couldn’t imagine anything other than he was sniffing the girly stuff before finding what he wanted.    We finished up our shopping and driving home.  He was still sniffing his fingers and then said “Oh! That’s why!”  and started laughing.  “What?” I asked.   “Well, I couldn’t understand why anyone would make stinky shampoo that smelled like coconut and garlic and now I know.  I was rubbing it on the ends of my fingers to smell it and I had forgotten to wash my hands after cutting up the onions and garlic for the roast”.  

We had a good laugh.  Duh!