Tuesday, March 20, 2007

The First Day of Spring

New Beginnings. New Births. The first day of spring is the perfect day to have a new baby. And that's just what I was doing, twenty years ago today.

Son2 entered the world on March 20, 1987 and things have never been the same. We've laughed and cried and had a wonderful time. He's smart, cute, funny, and witty. He works hard and he plays hard. As a little boy, he was so laid back you hardly knew he was around. But, like the old stock broker commercial, when Son2 spoke, everyone listened. He didn't say much, but when he did it was so perceptive for such a little guy.

The perfect child with a few glitches thrown in here and there. Like when he was around 15 or 16, as Mo says, the body snatcher came. Teenage Hell. Many gray hairs for me. But today we're out of the "teens" and the sunshine is peeking through. He called yesterday from school, so excited about his new job. He'll be working in a neurology research lab.

Me: So, what did they have you do, on this, your first day?

Son2: The easy part first, I'm sorting fruit flies, based on their characteristics.

Me: Hmmm. How do you catch them?

Son2: (Wish I could have seen him, I'm sure there was some eye rolling here.) Mom. They're born in test tubes.

Dumb mom. I never could keep up with that sparkly child. He's my baby and I'll always adore him. Happy Birthday Big Boy!



autum said...

Happy Birthday to your big boy!!

KBG said...

Happy Birthday to him! Not too much longer and my big boy will be 10! I can't believe it. I don't know what I'll do at 20...