17 years ago, I can remember going to my OB appointment on a Monday a week over due with you and the doctor telling me you were only about 9 lbs. After the doctor decided that that Wednesday (2 days later) would be your Birthday, I was so excited!
When you were born I was so elated, and when the doctor said "It's a.....Boy!" I couldn't believe it. I also couldn't believe that you were 10 lbs 3 ozs!! 2 days and more than a pound bigger!! I started calling you my kindergartener! No newborn clothes for you!
Today, 17 years later, I am still proud that your mine and wondering where all that time has gone.
Lately, you have been spreading your wings more and I have to learn to let you grow. Attitude, IM'n, endless computer games and staying up late are the big rifts these days between parents and children, but from what I hear, it's the norm.
Now you'll be a Senior in high school and soon it will be off to college, then a real job, and hopefully a family with some grandkids for me right around the (SMACK!!!) Oh, sorry, I was getting a litte ahead of my self. "Grandma" - I don't think so! (not for a LONG time anyway!!)LOL!!
All I have to say Mark, is be true to you. Don't be someone your not, be resposible and respectful, and strive to be the BEST that YOU can be!
I love ya! (HUG & A SQUEEZE!)