That was 14 years ago.
To celebrate this momentous occasion the boy had an amazing night . . .
sleeping on the couch in the basement to calm the freaked out dog as 5 million thunderstorms went past the house.
The girl woke dark and early to a romantic . . .
scream for help down the hall and a bloody nose in bed,
which resulted in a party . . .
since the baby awoke to the hoopla and frolickery, ready to celebrate.
The grand finale to this amazing morning was the boy gracefully and gently caressing . . .
a pair of pliers as he broke a plastic ring off a swollen finger, as it started to bite into the skin.
What will the rest of the day hold?
What will the next 14 years hold?
It is all conjecture but I think it's probably true that it will be just as eventful and exciting as this morning was. Maybe even more so.
