Wednesday, February 8, 2012

My Name Changed From "Kristi" to "Mom" 23 Years Ago

Twenty-three years ago, fifteen days late, my oldest child made his arrival.  "Sleep is for sissies" seemed to be his mantra.  I was one tired, tired mommy.  Eventually, he slept for five hours straight, and I was a new woman. 

He greeted each day with wide, blue, eyes.  His curiosity and intelligence kept me on my toes, but being his mom was (and is) a delightful journey. 

Here are some photos from his 1st birthday.  I know I'm biased, but isn't he a cutie?

Apparently cake and ice cream via skin absorption is mighty tasty:

Hello? Just calling to wish you happy birthday!

Thankful thought: Thanks for my oldest son, who makes me proud!

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