Friday, February 8, 2008
9 Years Fly By
It's my baby's birthday. He is not a baby anymore though. His birth was fun. I knew I wanted to have him that day so I walked around the block a few times, cleaned my house from top to bottom, made dinner for my mom and sister arriving from Utah. They drove up around 5pm, I fed them, then said, "OK, time to go to the hospital, I am going to have this baby today." Luckily Mitchell cooperated. With no drugs for me, he squeezed out just before midnight. And what an obedient boy he has always been.
I was just grateful to have a healthy pregnancy and healthy baby.
He is funny and smart. He loves his family and show us and tells us often. Here some of my favorite photos of him. Happy Birthday big guy! We love you.