Forty-eight years ago, at 1:30 in the afternoon, I made my debut. At five and a half pounds, my arrival shouldn't have been a big deal, but even my mother paced the floor. Sorry mom! My mother had a few babies before me and her labors were fairly short so everyone expected I would come right along. Not saying I was stubborn - I just wasn't quite ready. I've been known to put off a thing or two until I'm darned good and ready. It was Sunday and my dad and grandparents had a tough time deciding whether to go to church or wait. I guess they made it to church and back with plenty of time to spare.
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Happy Birthday!! As I recall it, the doctor also was trying to decide if he had time to go to church. Mom
Look how tiny!!!
And I probably HAD to go to church so I'd be out from underfoot while Mom and Dad were waiting on you..
;)
HAPPY B-DAY YEA!!!! i guess i never relised how close are b-days are. Have a beer on me! :-p
Hey by the way someone want to send me a canoe I didnt build that darn ark!!!
Happy Birthday! I hope it is a very happy day for you.
~a
Shoot! I missed your birthday. Blame it on the puppy (oh, did I have the puppy yet? No? Blame it on the broken face then).
Happy belated! And how cute is it that your mom commented!
Oh wait, so did your sister!
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